[toxic]
Saw a little motherfucker and yall was ready to bend
Left the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you begin while Im livin on ten
Got inns sittin in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you broke bitch Im paid
Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made
You started with the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But aint no one motherfucker larger than this mob
Swear to god, for yall c-wall aint got love
No only one thats gonna be on you side is this hot slug
For the dead and locked Im throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all yall bitches die for crossin us
[liffy stokes]
I smell some bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause Im at you dome
And thats wit or without a mask on, cause ima blast on sight
Even if its in traffic in broad daylight
The only way you live if it dont spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss youll be facin barrels by midknight
And thats on these four fingers I hold high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta family they die
I hollered at my boy james to bless me wit some mo thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill like stopping off of cocaine
Im leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs aint shit, they cant even fade our skits eat a dick
[chorus]
Nigga cross the mob so whats up
In every destination retaliation gotta fuck em up
Nigga cross the mob so whats up
In every destination retaliation gotta get em up
Shit are yall about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting thats petty
Down to do dirt lets put in work
Stay together whether we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but dont cross the mob and get hurt loyaltys first
[traxster]
When everything was all good yall niggas threw the wall up
But when the shit hit the fan I watch you bitches ball up
Now you time is all up, fuck who you call up
My niggas all bust, my killas all nuts
What the fuck you call us, what you say about c-wall
Playa hatin how we ball, nigga well be to see yall
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this pain on you
No love my slugs got them thugs name on em
If he wit his kids Im blow his brains on em, put the chains on em
Go insane on em, guess he done wit that work range on em
Rain over, so nigga respect my mob like royalty
till Im dead yall hoes dred my love, life, and loyalty
[twista]
When you come strapped in a circle
No Im finna hurt you
Cause the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes
Cause the trigger work you
Bust all of you bitches and all of you hoes
When the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit look at what thugs want
See what drugs done
When held the gun got you runnin from a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you cant trust you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you cant lick hits and hustle
Try to flex your muscle
But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit money-t and an amount of cheese
Plus I had a lot of bud in em
I get mad at the budgin em
Whippin out the stud in em
But I aint even studying
If again and its on I just put a slug in him
Duggin him dead and headin hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die quick blast
[maze]
I roll wit straight mobsta leaners
That always carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come between us
Shockin the world wit young slingers
And we cant be defeated, even if you triple team us
Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze like my nigga lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim cause it aint shit to explain
Shots to exchange plenty of paper in the game
To help us remain on top of the world until we go bang
Doin our thang while yall niggas just hate and complain in vain
But itws still gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you bitch ass niggas together
[chorus]
(as lib by liffy stokes)
