Mob Ties
Look, your girl on my dick and ball
I'm in the new coup that's suped up like chicken broth
I'm with a new slut, I told her we can't get involved
I noticed all of you newer niggas is getting soft
Half a pea up in the truck I'm tryna get it off
Half a blunt up in the ashtray
Every time the police roll by
I'm telling my niggas that this my last day
Fuck it it might need a fast way, ski mask way
Fuck around and turn your good year into a bad day
Throwing signs out the window nigga put your hands away
Young nigga and I'm in your bay like Mandalay
Kill a nigga then I cut my hair Carmelo Anthony
Goddamm he cray
I hit the crib get on my knees and fold my hands and pray
Thinkin bout what would my grandma say, heh
Not shit nigga, cuz even she was with the shit nigga, bitch nigga
I love rollin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain, love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Love lightin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain I love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Sick to my stomach cuz the abundance
Of these double fake fake motherfuckas we'll tear the blunts with
I keep quiet, lullabies of mega police sirens
Momma said close your eyes imagine you on an island
King James posters on my wall, lungs the color of charcoal
Second hand smoke from the Marlboro's since '94
Gotta respect it
If your first instinct is to call 911 when your
Feeling some pressure you're probably not by brethren
Now it's jet lag, time travel, big tag poppin
Guzzle gin and tonic till I'm spinnin like helicopters
The essence of a player give advantage is psychologic
The top come off the Benz now all the hoes wanna get inside it
I'm hard bodied before by autopsy how life made me
Rap game is shady hate how great that I play it, baby
Your bitch should pass the fifth to take my mind off this shit
Pile my chips, serendipitous to bitches I hit
I love rollin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain, love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Love lightin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain I love bein the illest,
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
I'm in the new coup that's suped up like chicken broth
I'm with a new slut, I told her we can't get involved
I noticed all of you newer niggas is getting soft
Half a pea up in the truck I'm tryna get it off
Half a blunt up in the ashtray
Every time the police roll by
I'm telling my niggas that this my last day
Fuck it it might need a fast way, ski mask way
Fuck around and turn your good year into a bad day
Throwing signs out the window nigga put your hands away
Young nigga and I'm in your bay like Mandalay
Kill a nigga then I cut my hair Carmelo Anthony
Goddamm he cray
I hit the crib get on my knees and fold my hands and pray
Thinkin bout what would my grandma say, heh
Not shit nigga, cuz even she was with the shit nigga, bitch nigga
I love rollin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain, love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Love lightin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain I love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Sick to my stomach cuz the abundance
Of these double fake fake motherfuckas we'll tear the blunts with
I keep quiet, lullabies of mega police sirens
Momma said close your eyes imagine you on an island
King James posters on my wall, lungs the color of charcoal
Second hand smoke from the Marlboro's since '94
Gotta respect it
If your first instinct is to call 911 when your
Feeling some pressure you're probably not by brethren
Now it's jet lag, time travel, big tag poppin
Guzzle gin and tonic till I'm spinnin like helicopters
The essence of a player give advantage is psychologic
The top come off the Benz now all the hoes wanna get inside it
I'm hard bodied before by autopsy how life made me
Rap game is shady hate how great that I play it, baby
Your bitch should pass the fifth to take my mind off this shit
Pile my chips, serendipitous to bitches I hit
I love rollin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain, love bein the illest
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
Love lightin my spliff up, love countin my skrilla
Love bitches who hold it down and stay out of my business
Love bein a villain I love bein the illest,
Long as I'm in the building it's hazy under the ceiling
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Writer(s): Eric Camara, Theodore Warren
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