Silkk the Shocker, Master P - How We Mobb lyrics
[Silkk the Shocker, Master P - How We Mobb lyrics]
Haha ungh! Once a-motherfucking-gain, me
And my nigga, silkk
We gon' show y'all how we mobb
No Limit for life, how we do this shit
West Coast-style, nigga
From Down South, to the motherfucking hills
Y'all niggas better recognize
Y'all better fucking recognize
I'm true to the game, Masta P'll be the name
I'm in it for the money
Fuck these bitches and the fame
'Cause when you broke
Bitches get ghost like sideways
Like gold Daytons rolling up the highway
On my way to the town to take some cizz-ash
And if you shizz-ort, bitch
You in the bizz-ag
I got fifteen in the tank
On my way to Burbank
Fist stealing 5, ready 'til 5, blowing dank
And still trying to make a
Dollar out of fifteen cents
Got the Cutlass full of
Coffee for no evidence
It's a drought but I got
Ice cream 16-5, everyday, all day
Hit me on the doorknob
'Cause we be balling, bitch, we be hauling
Got chickens up the highway from New Orleans
And y'all fools can't stop the real deal
And when you see the Tank, fool
You better guard your grill
'Cause No Limit in this to win this
And got a million soldiers
Ready to handle business
Six deep is how we mobb, and we Tru (Ungh)
But we'll kill if we have to
Been on the block in the Bay
Nigga hop by the trey
Nigga stop at eight, early chop the cake
But not today cock the K
'cause these buster-ass niggas know
We not to play
Say hello to the Richmond nigga
East Bay killer
Down South thriller, quick to fill you
With more shells than the sea
More mail than the post office
These lyrics and dope keep me staying
Up like it was coffee
Now stop, pause, take a look
East Bay nigga, crook, seven-E deuce cut
Ready to buck on any nigga that steps up
I be the man, understand this
Scandalous niggas gets fucked up
Number one on Billboard, bitch
Y'all niggas still tryna come up
Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo
Ready to rumble, ready to tumble
Your girlfriend out of line
I'ma catch her like Columbo
Tongue-twisting like an Uzi
Y'all niggas can't do me (Boo yah
Bad man) Y'all watch too many fucking movies
Six deep is how we mobb, and we Tru (Ungh)
But we'll kill if we have to
And my nigga, silkk
We gon' show y'all how we mobb
No Limit for life, how we do this shit
West Coast-style, nigga
From Down South, to the motherfucking hills
Y'all niggas better recognize
Y'all better fucking recognize
I'm true to the game, Masta P'll be the name
I'm in it for the money
Fuck these bitches and the fame
'Cause when you broke
Bitches get ghost like sideways
Like gold Daytons rolling up the highway
On my way to the town to take some cizz-ash
And if you shizz-ort, bitch
You in the bizz-ag
I got fifteen in the tank
On my way to Burbank
Fist stealing 5, ready 'til 5, blowing dank
And still trying to make a
Dollar out of fifteen cents
Got the Cutlass full of
Coffee for no evidence
It's a drought but I got
Ice cream 16-5, everyday, all day
Hit me on the doorknob
'Cause we be balling, bitch, we be hauling
Got chickens up the highway from New Orleans
And y'all fools can't stop the real deal
And when you see the Tank, fool
You better guard your grill
'Cause No Limit in this to win this
And got a million soldiers
Ready to handle business
Six deep is how we mobb, and we Tru (Ungh)
But we'll kill if we have to
Been on the block in the Bay
Nigga hop by the trey
Nigga stop at eight, early chop the cake
But not today cock the K
'cause these buster-ass niggas know
We not to play
Say hello to the Richmond nigga
East Bay killer
Down South thriller, quick to fill you
With more shells than the sea
More mail than the post office
These lyrics and dope keep me staying
Up like it was coffee
Now stop, pause, take a look
East Bay nigga, crook, seven-E deuce cut
Ready to buck on any nigga that steps up
I be the man, understand this
Scandalous niggas gets fucked up
Number one on Billboard, bitch
Y'all niggas still tryna come up
Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo
Ready to rumble, ready to tumble
Your girlfriend out of line
I'ma catch her like Columbo
Tongue-twisting like an Uzi
Y'all niggas can't do me (Boo yah
Bad man) Y'all watch too many fucking movies
Six deep is how we mobb, and we Tru (Ungh)
But we'll kill if we have to