M.O.B. (feat. Freddie Foxxx) (исполнитель: Hussein Fatal)
Verse one I'm livin' in [bad word] where all these niggaz Got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these [bad word] niggaz Servin' well, and [bad word] I keep, be the scum of the earth Body tated, hair matted, sellin' key's if you f**k wit these Law breakin' niggaz scream, f**k the police We gonna ball fo, the lil [bad word] [bad word] What the f**k you figure? Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates Findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait If niggaz is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em All that job-ownin' [bad word] f**k you,i ain't wit'em 'cause, when I say jump, niggaz say How high? or I stabb you in ya f**kin' eye Now let's get busy [bad word] [bad word] Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? How many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? We get money over [bad word] 'cause we ain't scared to die Live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x) Verse two [fatal] Keep [bad word] , these niggaz get done in On [bad word] in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga Puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man Like he blast it off, beyond that, ? Criminile, genarile, [bad word] forty five cap Endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this f**kin'(f**k y'all [bad word] So I'm a be buckin' [bad word] ya don't know who you f**kin' wit Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly Slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin' Up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop [bad word] (2x) Verse three Some niggaz, kinda of coke Scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya a*s like you Plexey gla*s, so I send my pretty [bad word] Swingin' [bad word] and a*s, preal hander on her burner so she Blastin' fast, alot of niggaz know my rep, But it don't mean [bad word] til you witness to yourself How live it get, and I never let no rhymin' a*s [bad word] Share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility You get the f**kin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes It's only hollow points I spit out my nine Drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm pa*sin' through I bust six, in the air [bad word] just for you And if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen I'd be the last [bad word] rappin', I'll keep my f**kin' guns clappin' Whatever though, fake a*s niggas will never know Smellin' they own [bad word] when I rip the berrta slow The nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin' silly Blowin'em and showin'em, 'cause my dogs don't know'em I don't give a f**k, how small big and [bad word] get me, and I talk on how square y'all are Attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid And the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss I don't know what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me Niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks Yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax Thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we We lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't drown me I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up To tall for lust, I bend these [bad word] when I f**k [bad word] (2x) Muthaf**kin' m.o.b you ain't seen [bad word] yet, what