C-Mob - Dont Speak lyrics

Yeah this is for all you fakers
From you whack rappers to you backstabbers

This is for you wannabe
Gangstas and whack rappers
Fake ass friends who switch
Up and backstabbers
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch

I'm causing you bodily harm and
I'm seriously finna hurt y'all
You thinking you hard but you
Softer than a nerf ball curse y'all bitches
Claiming you're balling but ain't
Got no riches you're left in ditches
You're claiming you're pimping but
Ain't no mistress my click is vicious
With game I've been blessed
I'll aim at your chest


Bring pain to your flesh
Call me the angel of death
Insane cause I'm stressed
I'm brеaking up all of your vertebrae
Poor mothafuckas ain't hеard of me
Every day is a murder day
I'm coming up dumping and leaving
You slumping your head
Out you're crushing I told you you're nothing
So quite all the cussing you
Just a little boy don't try to talk grown
You come to my crib I'll cut off
Your legs and make you walk home
Chopped bones to pieces murder your
Nephews and your nieces
Put bullet in fleeces
When it comes to my pain it never ceases
I'll take a iron to your face
And leave your skin with creases
You little fakers you ain't fucking with Mob
Cause of the fact I got yo
Bitch and she sucking my knob
You duck and you bob
Try to run from my bullets
They hitting your spine
You shoulda stayed yo ass at home
And kept on sniffing them lines
I'm gripping my nine
Ready to run up on anyone who wanna talk shit
So just admit it you ain't hard
You just a soft bitch
This is for you wannabe
Gangstas and whack rappers
Fake ass friends who switch
Up and backstabbers
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch
For the ones who talk hard but act softly
And anyone whose ever even thought
Of trynna cross me
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch

Everybody wanna be in my face
Don't nobody wanna leave me alone
Bitches keep ringing my phone while
I'm trying sleep at home
Naw bitch I don't wanna go to a movie
Cause, I heard you got a disease
But you still trynna do me (Damn)
Trifling bitch shouldn't be wanting
To push me
Burn me I put a Mossberg pumping your pussy
(Damn) and these so called G's
Know better if they had loyalty then
We could make this cheese together
Cats I grew up with are turning bitch
And they ain't earning shit
Snorting they profit then they wanna switch
And try to be burning Chris
Nosy like a journalist
Asking the who, what, even why?
So they can run to the police point at
Me and be like "he the guy?"
Set me up don't even try
I will make you bleed and die
Fuck you to anyone posing to something you
Ain't the life you leads a lie
This is for you wannabe
Gangstas and whack rappers
Fake ass friends who switch
Up and backstabbers
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch
To stuck up females who be
Acting like they royalty
And fake gangstas who don't have
No kind of loyalty
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch

Motherfuckers play a ten with me
Friends turn into enemies
I really don't know how I happened maybe
Cause of rapping they filled with jealousy
Quit with the shit you telling me
You mad because of the way
I spit little bitch
Well then watch yo lip got a grip
Never trip we could of all got rich
But, I will never be mad boy
I'm glad I see the bitch in you
Now it's time for me to come through with the
Tech and show you what my clip will do
Leave yo punk ass ripped in two
Splattered all over the concrete
Never will I pick a bag with you shit
Talking bitches I will let my nine speak
Tell me why you gotta shit talk
You need to be keeping your lips locked
Poor motherfucker go kick rocks
Cause you're about to get got
Put in a bag like ziplock
Body outlined in thick chalk
You fake just like a blood that's up
In the club trynna crip walk
Tell me why you wanna be little
Stereotypical little ole pitiful
Miserable bitch
Who be smiling in my face behind
My back you talking shit
Get pistol whipped with the pistol grip
Please don't slip cause I get yo chips
And if I see you out in the street
And you wanna speak I split yo lip

This is for you wannabe
Gangstas and whack rappers
Fake ass friends who switch
Up and backstabbers
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch
For the ones who talk hard but act softly
And anyone whose ever even thought
Of trynna cross me
Fuck you, you can suck a dick and eat shit
And when you see me you
Better not speak bitch

I told you please don't speak to me
I told you please don't speak to me
Fuck you hoes and snitches
Y'all don't wanna see me get vicious
Get up outta my business
Before I snap all you bitches

Yeah this is for all you fake mothafuckas
All you mothafuckas (Don't speak to me)
(I told you) fake friends, fake gangstas
And you fake bitches
(Y'all don't wanna see me get vicious)