Mob Still
When Melly Mell Tha Mobsta come on turn the bass up
Just took a loss on eight zips but my face up
Its money already being made when I wake up
Its nothin that I make up bitch do make up
I'm sellin all da shake when I run outta bud
Say you on my head how come you still aint come and press a thug
Bitch say she want me gotta prove just impress a thug
Melly Mell Tha Mobsta get money no pay stubs
I ain't in the streets Im wit yo bitch prolly
Calling me a sucka I ain't know you speak mythology
Harder then these niggaz and they hate it its reality
Im living near death everyday it be a casualty
About me they be gossiping and chattering
Im laughing and Im bussing down these packages
Im all up in yo city wit the baddest bitchez
Playing wit my money I ain't having that
Shake a man hand then I look him in his cataracts
You never know what im in mite pull up in something new
Life not all peez I wish these niggaz knew
I run it up on these niggaz I'm acting brand new
Im tapped in wit the realist boy you can make the news
I can do my my dirt off no pills
Bussin my plays in hot wheels
Make her slide me them bands oh I fosho will
Come wit the game you get did bad nigga oh well
I mob still I mob still
I mob still
I got knock sales and i ride wit steel
Nigga i mob still
MOB
To the death of me
Laughing at you suckaz you will never get the best of me
Me and Melly Mell easy sale we got clientele
A bitch think im trippin on my mamma she can go to hell
Middle fanga up to dumb broad
Tell me my old friends yall fucked up I dont fuck dog
Bounced out trippin its nothing we on some mob shit
But back in the day no play I get ya house hit
Thirty dick banga dance
Family ain't cool they be acting like yo dam friend
Let a nigga say what he want I ain't never ran
This money it keep calling I be sleeping on these dam bands
You never know what im in mite pull up in something new
Life not all peez I wish these niggaz knew
I run it up on these niggaz I'm acting brand new
Im tapped in wit the realist boy you can make the news
I can do my my dirt off no pills
Bussin my plays in hot wheels
Make her slide me them bands oh I fosho will
Come wit the game you get did bad nigga oh well
I mob still I mob still
I mob still
I got knock sales and i ride wit steel
Nigga i mob still
Just took a loss on eight zips but my face up
Its money already being made when I wake up
Its nothin that I make up bitch do make up
I'm sellin all da shake when I run outta bud
Say you on my head how come you still aint come and press a thug
Bitch say she want me gotta prove just impress a thug
Melly Mell Tha Mobsta get money no pay stubs
I ain't in the streets Im wit yo bitch prolly
Calling me a sucka I ain't know you speak mythology
Harder then these niggaz and they hate it its reality
Im living near death everyday it be a casualty
About me they be gossiping and chattering
Im laughing and Im bussing down these packages
Im all up in yo city wit the baddest bitchez
Playing wit my money I ain't having that
Shake a man hand then I look him in his cataracts
You never know what im in mite pull up in something new
Life not all peez I wish these niggaz knew
I run it up on these niggaz I'm acting brand new
Im tapped in wit the realist boy you can make the news
I can do my my dirt off no pills
Bussin my plays in hot wheels
Make her slide me them bands oh I fosho will
Come wit the game you get did bad nigga oh well
I mob still I mob still
I mob still
I got knock sales and i ride wit steel
Nigga i mob still
MOB
To the death of me
Laughing at you suckaz you will never get the best of me
Me and Melly Mell easy sale we got clientele
A bitch think im trippin on my mamma she can go to hell
Middle fanga up to dumb broad
Tell me my old friends yall fucked up I dont fuck dog
Bounced out trippin its nothing we on some mob shit
But back in the day no play I get ya house hit
Thirty dick banga dance
Family ain't cool they be acting like yo dam friend
Let a nigga say what he want I ain't never ran
This money it keep calling I be sleeping on these dam bands
You never know what im in mite pull up in something new
Life not all peez I wish these niggaz knew
I run it up on these niggaz I'm acting brand new
Im tapped in wit the realist boy you can make the news
I can do my my dirt off no pills
Bussin my plays in hot wheels
Make her slide me them bands oh I fosho will
Come wit the game you get did bad nigga oh well
I mob still I mob still
I mob still
I got knock sales and i ride wit steel
Nigga i mob still
Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Wallace Iii
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