Thirty

Uh
Gunline the Mob nigga
33
Uh
30 sit under my jersey
Don't worry
I shoot and I hit like I'm curry
Poppin' my shit in this bitch
Check the drip
When I spit that lil bitch she gon fuck in a hurry
I'm blessed with a gift and a limp in my dip
And a fif' on my hip
If he trip Ima flip
Walk with that stick like a crutch
If he play Ima lift this bitch up

30 sit under my jersey
I'm high so he blurry
Won't miss him I shoot with permission
Call up my bro for the mission
That audemar tickin' and glisten
Just watch how I whip it
Keep a pole like I be fishin
If life is like chess then yo boy Bobby Fischer
Them boys run it up but I run it up quicker
Big don dripper
If she bad Ima tip her
You ain't really fam you a in law
40 get him off like a in call
Hit up any nigga that was involved
I am not a pup I'm a big dog
Uh
Versace jacket length it cover strap
Attachments for the mac came wit a strap
Foreign whip kickin' it
I really been ridin' around with the hood on my back
A nigga try me he dead them facts
I run it up double them bands them M's them racks
Huddle up, call a blitz get sacked
I told you I ain't playing wit these niggas
She was sleepin' on me now she layin' on a nigga
Both knees they be prayin for a nigga
Down fall
That's ok I got a sprayer for them niggas
Tell yo grandma send a prayer for them niggas
Uh

30 sit under my jersey
Don't worry
I shoot and I hit like I'm curry
Poppin' my shit in this bitch
Check the drip
When I spit that lil bitch she gon fuck in a hurry
I'm blessed with a gift and a limp in my dip
And a fif' on my hip
If he trip Ima flip
Walk with that stick like a crutch
If he play Ima lift this bitch up

Boom boom
Big Mob shit
33
Yeah
Gunline The Mob nigga
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Writer(s): Antwon Smith
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