C-Mob, Slikk Get’Em , T-Rock - Want What lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob, Slikk Get’Em , T-Rock - Want What lyrics]
I'm a man on a mission taking no shit
With a big 4-5th sitting
On the passenger seat
I get cash in the street
I don't think you wanna bite
The bullet when I
Pull it man I'm fast with the heat
I can say that I done been through
The good, the bad, the ugly
And all of the above all make em the bitter
You can see the poverty and pain
Of real niggas in Carmel
We call that the motivation of a drug dealer
I ain't tripping he ain't making me none
I keep my faith in God gripping
A gun on the corner
Because if it didn't kill me then it's making
Me stronger than ammonia so I'mma last longer
I heard you got a 9
But you ain't fucking with
Mob because the barrel of the 4-5s on ya
I can smell the aroma of death
When I'm up on ya
Chopping you niggas up like bologna
I bet you get enough of eyeing me right
You niggas trynna be hype
But to be finally fight
I got my lawyer paid off
So I'm dying to strike
All it take is a phone
Call to be dying tonight
I give a nigga a dunk off for trying to fight
Niggas head for the heels to the eye tonight
See bait make the fly fish you
I sit back and polish pistols
My cartridge is filled up to
The brim with rocket missiles
I'm willing and ready for any opponent
I'mma take ranks so you best not flaunt it
AK-47 clip with a fifty round
Drum on the bitch y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what
Yeah look AK-47 clip with a fifty
Round drum on a bitch what nigga want what
Niggas always wanna fuck with Slikk
Till I put my gun out thinking that he
Tough nigga don't buck
Cause, I got a automatic
K with unlimited ammunition
Think I'm slipping
Run up on me nigga while I'm chilling and man
I guarantee yo ass gone come up missing
Shots, ripped from the clip if you pop
Shit with my clip you'll get dropped
Quick in the ditch you'll get hot
Shit to yo lip bitch
A nigga better realize if he wanna see the
Gods then he better increase his size
And nigga look me in my eyes and you will see
Deep inside the mind of a
Nigga ready for homicide
Your momma dies if you fucking with the clan
Thinking I'm playing I got the
Shit up in my hand
Bitch I'mma leave a pussy nigga
Laying where he stand
Cause, I had to pop a nigga
Like a fucking rubber band get bowled bitch
I'mma cut your throat open lip'll hold
Let the blood just flow bitch
Niggas always wanna act swole
But they never wanna
Go when they see I got four clips
More shit finna pop off thinking I'm soft
Well I got a AK for that
And after I take yo life motherfucker it's
Too bad I can't give it back
And man I can't forget about that mini MAC
Jump it off kick back many rounds
Boy you better get yourself a bigger gat
Or you is gonna find yo ass up in the ground
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what
Bitch I will show no repences
This is what will happen if you
Try to fuck with some menaces
Get the fuck off of my premesis
Or I will do you just like
Cain did Abel in Genesis
You do not wanna come battle me
Cause, I am ready for
Combat and causing fatalities
You will get merked automatically
And that's regardless of
Religion or nationality
I will put at least 8 slugs in fake thugs who
Hate cause I'd rather make war than make love
And taste blood on my taste buds (ugh)
You're about to get bludgeoned
So if you wanna
Come get it and bring all your cousins
And I am not nudging
I will stay posted up killing
Em off by the dozens
Are you ready for death today?
I will be blowing your chest away
AK-47 clip with a fifty round
Drum against yo pepper spray
Leaving your body left to lay
In the dirt watching your flesh decay
Start shit, I'm finna do some shit
Get the crucifix it's best to pray
Hoping that there was no static
If you wanna have it then come
Try to step and be crushed
Got two semi-automatics a murder fenatic and
I'll make the weaponry bust
And sever the guts you're left in the dust
Cause when I go off I'm definitely nuts
As soon as my finger is hitting the trigger
I'm unleashing hell with a heavenly touch
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what
With a big 4-5th sitting
On the passenger seat
I get cash in the street
I don't think you wanna bite
The bullet when I
Pull it man I'm fast with the heat
I can say that I done been through
The good, the bad, the ugly
And all of the above all make em the bitter
You can see the poverty and pain
Of real niggas in Carmel
We call that the motivation of a drug dealer
I ain't tripping he ain't making me none
I keep my faith in God gripping
A gun on the corner
Because if it didn't kill me then it's making
Me stronger than ammonia so I'mma last longer
I heard you got a 9
But you ain't fucking with
Mob because the barrel of the 4-5s on ya
I can smell the aroma of death
When I'm up on ya
Chopping you niggas up like bologna
I bet you get enough of eyeing me right
You niggas trynna be hype
But to be finally fight
I got my lawyer paid off
So I'm dying to strike
All it take is a phone
Call to be dying tonight
I give a nigga a dunk off for trying to fight
Niggas head for the heels to the eye tonight
See bait make the fly fish you
I sit back and polish pistols
My cartridge is filled up to
The brim with rocket missiles
I'm willing and ready for any opponent
I'mma take ranks so you best not flaunt it
AK-47 clip with a fifty round
Drum on the bitch y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what
Yeah look AK-47 clip with a fifty
Round drum on a bitch what nigga want what
Niggas always wanna fuck with Slikk
Till I put my gun out thinking that he
Tough nigga don't buck
Cause, I got a automatic
K with unlimited ammunition
Think I'm slipping
Run up on me nigga while I'm chilling and man
I guarantee yo ass gone come up missing
Shots, ripped from the clip if you pop
Shit with my clip you'll get dropped
Quick in the ditch you'll get hot
Shit to yo lip bitch
A nigga better realize if he wanna see the
Gods then he better increase his size
And nigga look me in my eyes and you will see
Deep inside the mind of a
Nigga ready for homicide
Your momma dies if you fucking with the clan
Thinking I'm playing I got the
Shit up in my hand
Bitch I'mma leave a pussy nigga
Laying where he stand
Cause, I had to pop a nigga
Like a fucking rubber band get bowled bitch
I'mma cut your throat open lip'll hold
Let the blood just flow bitch
Niggas always wanna act swole
But they never wanna
Go when they see I got four clips
More shit finna pop off thinking I'm soft
Well I got a AK for that
And after I take yo life motherfucker it's
Too bad I can't give it back
And man I can't forget about that mini MAC
Jump it off kick back many rounds
Boy you better get yourself a bigger gat
Or you is gonna find yo ass up in the ground
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what
Bitch I will show no repences
This is what will happen if you
Try to fuck with some menaces
Get the fuck off of my premesis
Or I will do you just like
Cain did Abel in Genesis
You do not wanna come battle me
Cause, I am ready for
Combat and causing fatalities
You will get merked automatically
And that's regardless of
Religion or nationality
I will put at least 8 slugs in fake thugs who
Hate cause I'd rather make war than make love
And taste blood on my taste buds (ugh)
You're about to get bludgeoned
So if you wanna
Come get it and bring all your cousins
And I am not nudging
I will stay posted up killing
Em off by the dozens
Are you ready for death today?
I will be blowing your chest away
AK-47 clip with a fifty round
Drum against yo pepper spray
Leaving your body left to lay
In the dirt watching your flesh decay
Start shit, I'm finna do some shit
Get the crucifix it's best to pray
Hoping that there was no static
If you wanna have it then come
Try to step and be crushed
Got two semi-automatics a murder fenatic and
I'll make the weaponry bust
And sever the guts you're left in the dust
Cause when I go off I'm definitely nuts
As soon as my finger is hitting the trigger
I'm unleashing hell with a heavenly touch
Y'all niggas don't want it
Y'all hoes don't want it
Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Won't be no shit if you don't start no shit
Look
AK-47 clip with a fifty round drum on a bitch
What nigga want what