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Correct Welcome To The Mob Lyrics
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Unstoppable Mafia Welcome to the mob Welcome to the mob, my enemies in a mob Pussy ass rappers a-smackin' makin' I'm robbed Two big guns and me, that's a mйnage Put it to his head, I'mma squeeze you say Allah Call me what you want but you can't call me ministry Bentley on the strip then diamonds in my roserie Real, recognized, alive niggas heard of me Broad daylight no man, they gonna know it's me Been a thug since 54 levets When you push your act, poop through the hood, you was a legend Bullets travel like e-mails, you get the message Bow down, niggas is lames in my presence Hundred D-Ball, black suited up Arrive through the block ran slow as shifted up Fresh Your crime scene just got bloody PUSH! in the building, dirty money getting muddy Heard you block bubblin' I'm here to get ya sodium Make sure you got that money, I have all your double monkey's up Puddle up, nigga this is genocide I'm killin' all you niggas in weeks in the ride More karate, I'll body a nigga Bang bang it's that black flag mafia nigga Bitch draps, big racks, won't lie to you nigga Got you baby mama flyin' me to lapua nigga To make it this far in the costumes in pot schools I'm responsible, puttin' cocaine in nostrils Straight blow jobs, lot of bitch niggas Killers walk the junction without gettin' their coke charged Now they sleep, just a line on songs Me and these weak niggas never get along You ain't Diggy, I ain't J Cole But I back flack kitties with semi scrill and give it to your face wrong The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! ) Man I hope you ain't seen confident bitch Cuz I be bustin' off for the lips Have the stuff in my bricks You ain't her? I'm the one that's callin' the shots Mob style, leave a nigga with a shane in his watch It's the mafia, La Familia and el hefe Bang gang, anywhere gang, make them respect me Feds ridin' on my tail, they gotta catch me And I'mma ball out of control 'til they can get me Yea, hustle hard Mouse, you know what it is Hundred bottles in the club, hundred stacks on the wrist Top of the line everything, even my bitch She's fast, fuck around and give a nigga the clip Yea, still mashin', hop up and new assin' Right down notion in gates, down saggin' Certified G, dead nigga pop off I ain't gonna play, I'll blow your fuckin' top off If not, play if you wanna The mafia, we dead in the summer Say my name and I'll pop up like candy man Hand man hand like panty man Fuck with my family, man fuck with us Brothers that make movies Turn reality star bitches to groupies We about that life, how 'bout the hoop Smack a rat nigga out this coop If you don't know luck you out of the loop You sick nigga on soup Backed up to better, I make a nigga act better I'm hot, at summer time I'm that weather Forget they face, they all pissed Cuz when the mafia in the buildin' These other moments they doesn't exist We them niggas The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! ) Certified gangster, wink bank, getting paper Walk through any hood, any block after shay shops Say I'm the next up still don't give a fuck what Still ridin' dirty with the fifth in the shotgun Niggas still local, me I'm international Fresh off tall, still quick to blast for you Man I'm so raw and I ain't talkin' blood bitch Stay alone at corner with the cluse, out here thuggin' Bitches love the lope, say I smell good, I look good Bitch, this the mafia, mob out in your hood Homie it's the war, all blacks glad to shoot you up No for spazzing out, call my own girl to prop you up Quite funny, you pussy niggas comical Enough with war tactics, stop you wild while they washin' you Move quite different, something's been missin' Through you in the trunk for you rat niggas snitchin' Mafia some ties, bang bang anything I be talkin' 'bout all the things, bring the lanes out In the tank, that's the coop, no ching Yellow gold, wrist wear again get ugly were the rings Boom bye bye niggas, this is life niggas Double H type, my fly niggas Hit the tape, the hook for a game Let's do it, watch the game, on the couch with his brains Output, getting money that's on the low though Toss the weight paid for it great at Tony Romo All my niggas high laid eyes on Yoko Ono Fuck how niggas wanted, I did it just for the promo The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! ) The mafia (yea yea)
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