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Crime Mob Album


Crime Mob (08/03/2004)
08/03/2004
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Knuck If You Buck (feat. Lil' Scrappy)
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Stillettos (Pumps) (feat. Miss Aisha)
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Ay, Crunk Incorporated. We ain't taking nuttin this year, We comin straight for ya. Talkin bout gettin crunk nigga. Fuck
that shit you talkin nigga. When I see yo ass nigga, this how shit gon pop off. This how shit gon go down from here on out
nigga. So we gotta tell yall niggas to wake the fuck up. Cyco Black let em know....

[Bridge]
Fuck that shit that you talkin' [8X]

[Chorus]
Fuck that nonsense nigga I'm outside (What's up). You gotta problem wit my clique I'm outside (What's up). I got my gun in
my mothafuckin ride (What's up). We bussin heads so you bitches betta hide (What's up Aight).

Crunk to the mothafuckin I.N.C. Mike, Gray, Black, and Killa behind me. Park in the street wit Crunk and A.D. So I dare
that nigga to come and try me. Dare that nigga to walk my street. Watch me cock it back and let go. Comin up popular, he's
a fuck nigga I'ma let his ass know he ain't nuttin but a ho. Fuck yo words, yo words don't mean shit. All that talkin get
yo ass hit. Beat yo bitch wit a baseball bat a-rata-tat-tat on yo ass real quick. This real shit and I don't play games.
ATL be my domain. Creep yo cast, and beat yo ass so fuck that shit you talkin mayne.

[Chorus]
[Bridge]

Yeah, bitch fuck that shit that you talkin. Go get yo clique and start walkin. My crew too thick so get off me to fuck
wit you I got whodi. Peepin the scene so don't test me, ho don't try me I stay ready, yo shirt gon be so damn heavy, I
Snipe yo ass like I'm Wesley. Got a problem I solve so ho let's take it outside. Revolver tucked in my pocket I'm feelin
what in my ride. Bussin heads is my specialty, One like me, you will never see, Ho you know I'm wit M.O.B. Wanna buck?
It's whatever G.

Keep on poppin I'ma show you just how deep we are. Yall niggas thank yall buck? We'll have yall seein stars. You'll think
you're touchin Mars, cause we some must asses. A second blastin anywhere where there be shit talkin. So do not get smart
bitch, cause here we runnin thangs, ain't got no time for lames, just bout that money mayne. Just watch me spray some
flames. Get up, release some anger. I keep sixteen in the clip, and one off in the chamber.

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
(Aight [8X])

. . .


[background]
[chorus]
Knuck if you buck boy [repeat 10x]
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn
Knuck if you buck boy

[Lil Scrappy]
Crime Mob ho, Crime Mob ho
Hey this ya boy Lil Scrappy,
"Tha Prince Of Crunk"
yea, Lil J on tha track nigga,
Ay its time for all security to get around
It's going down........

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Well I'ma gat totin' pistol holdin'
Nigga on yo damn street
Stompin jumpin bumpin
And get crunk off in this damn thang
Throwin dem bows up at dez hoes
They screamin they bleedin from they nose
But we start to swang we makin niggas hit the flo'
Ain't no game off in this thang
We too deep off yo party
Crime mob niggas gettin started
Ellenwood niggas be the hardest
So if a nigga come and run his mouth just like a hoe
Punch em dead up in his nose
And stomp his ass down to the flo'

[Verse 2]
Yeah we knuckin and buckin and ready to fight
I betcha Im'a throw dem thangs
So haters best to think twice
See me I ain't nothin nice
And crime mob it ain't no stoppin'
They be like Sadaam Husein, Hitler and Osama Bin Laden
Like they steady gum poppin
And I am actin a fool
I wish a hater would get crunk up on this crime mob crew
Now enough is enough boy
Rough and get stuffed boy
Luck is a must boy
Knuck if you buck boy
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Jumpin off from on the stage
Throwin' bows like Johnny Cage
All my niggas startin' riots
Knockin down the baracade
Ellenwood we be to deep
The M.O.B is to elite
Flawless lookin shawties
You'll be jawless gettin close to me
Bullets bustin constantly
Rammin through yo city streets
Broken bones laying long scattered across the concrete
Knuckin if u buckin you'll be duckin if u get too close
In my eyes you wasn't wise
I think its time I knuck you ho

[Verse 4]
I come in da club
Shakin my dreads, throwin dem bows
And bussin dez heads
Bitch you irrelevant come to my residence
Betsa back up for I leave you ellect
I been in drama and commiting a crime
Not leavin' a trace not leavin' a line
We knuckin and buckin cuz I got a nine
I blow you away cuz you wastin my time
Stupid ass niggas I know what to do
I waste yo ass you step to my crew
I'm through wit you haters so watch what you do
You talkin bout me then I'm talkin to you
You buckin on us and we leave you in plastic
You buckin on me and that shit gone get nasty
I'm colder than ice and I'm freezing off hits
I shot at yo city but you cannot tell

[Verse 5]
Knuck if you buck boy
But you betta come equipped
I got some shit off in my trunk thats gonna make yo body flip hollow tip
Bussin off the rizo soon as a hit the do'
Anybody make a false move they body on the flo'
Fuckin wit no hoes boy neva been no lame main
Aint Neva seen no pussy niggas scared to throw dem thangs main
Crime mob niggas off in this bitch
Break bread records I represent
Fuckin wit them HB niggaz you bout to get yo wig split
[chorus]

. . .


[Chorus:]
If you got Ana well nigga lets go!
Boy u dont want it cuz i am to crunk!
When we get throwed we dont give a fuck!
Blastin at suckaz dat try to catch us!
[repeat]

[1st Verse (CycoPlack)]
Triple filitation,aint no hesitation for my click
If a nigga got that Ana im snappin like cocoa, pirhana or pit
Niggas be buckin n talkin dat shit,im split his fucken wig
Homocide is on my mind,all your dreams i shatter it
lyrically i am the law,fuck wit me i am to raw
bustin wit my nina ross,bout to get me fuckin
you gone need the law your honor,judge your jury im the boss
im beef us all n if you scared of me you know you lost
Aint no ho's off in dis shit,you gone choke off in dis bitch
If you got some Ana imma rip the skin off you bitch!

[Chorus (repeat 4 times)]

[2nd Verse (Soja G)]
If you got Ana well nigga wuz up!
Boy u dont want it cuz i am to crunk
When we get throwed we dont give a fuck
Blastin at suckaz that try ta dis us
Security dont rush,so nigga step up
We be so deep that you run outta luck
You think that we playin try it nigga
But i bet ya are whole row buck
Come to da mall we be to deep
Crucifix comin we bow to yo feet
Any damn sucka any damn busta
any damn fake or dumb mutha fucka
You betta be ready before you get got
Me n my click gone make yo ass drop
In my chamber chain reactions happen when you step to me
Blastin at you suckaz i dont bite no causin tragedy
If you want a casuaulty Crime M.O. fuckin B.
We gone bring artillery while swervin in dat SUV

[Chorus (repeat 4 times)]

[3rd Verse (Lil Jay)]
If you got Ana then i gotta problem
With it its my men then we'll come in solvem
Fixin ta out wit dat shit you be talkin
Keep all dat buckin you will not be walkin
Who are deez niggas dats thinkin dey hard
Who are deez niggas out pullin dey cards
Who are deez niggas dat fall to dey knees n holdin dey stomachs when my bullets spark
Nigga just holla i piss on yo body
Haven Wood area peep out dey posse

. . .


[Chorus]
[M.I.G] I'll beat yo azz
[Princess] I'll beat azz
[M.I.G] I'll beat yo' azz
[Princess] I'll beat yo' azz
[M.I.G] I'll beat yo' azz my nigga

[Verse 1- M.I.G]

I'll beat da brakes off a nigga,
If he thinkin' dat he realer,
then dis 6 feet 4, I'm da giant out da river,
I deliver all da hitz,
teach u how to talk dat shit,
I'm da one who got theze niggaz screamin ellenwood bitch,
chrome to ya face, everlastin' like a yate,
Put them hands on dat nigga,
gon' and get him out my way,
It's okay, you can stay
In yo place where you'll be found,
from da club to da lot, see how M.I.G get down.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2- Killa C]

Stop all dat yappin' bitch,
back da fuck up off of me,
U gon' b da 1 to fire up my fuckin' killin' spree,
favorite numba 7, them them dayz dat I be stackin cheese,
Callin' me da leader of dis crucial last army,
My nigga u swearin u hoein talkin shit
I'm maintaini' da ana,
look at my muthafuckin gun, it looks like Tony Matana's,
Bag back nigga and give me 50 feet,
M.O.B off in dis bitch and we beat dat azz 2 sleep.

[Verse 3- Lil' Jay]

Wassup wit ya? fuck nigga
bag da fuck up fo' I swing wit my fist,
U want it come get it, I got it you know it
so stop when I pop I ain't takin no shit,
I stay wit my niggaz so grimy
and don't try to dime me or climb me or talkin trash,
off in da club fuck nigga wat?
I swing ya myself and I'll beat yo lil' azz,
Come wit da click and we get da shit,
and we beat them niggaz at don't give a fuck
Stop all dat hatin bitch u be fakin,
step on dat station and get yo azz stuck,
ready to buck, ready to ride
crunk in da club and my crew be outside,
Yo head Ima bash, I stood up and thrash,
so let it be known dat lil Jay beat yo azz.

[Chorus]

[Verse 4- Phsyco B]

U don't want no problems
cuzz I'll have to solve 'em,
U don't wanna dance wit theze pants
cuzz I'll drop 'em,
Phsyco B gon rock ya and crush ya like heavy weight,
I'll stray ya off like master hit yo azz when u violate,
Cuzz this here ain't no game, ya'll ain't ready we too buck,
theze cowards are too crucial and too brutal for you bro'ah,
so if u got some ana and u feel u stand a chance,
u met da right nigga dat will knock u out ya stash.

[Verse 5- Princess]

Watch yo back when I hit da door,
U think dat Im playin gamez,
Man I'm here to take out u hoez and bust shots dat pist. through yo brain,
we carrying deadly thangs, I'm known for correctin lamez,
Come test me Im ready, Its gon be hectic off in dis cage,
M.O.B dat be my click, knock down hoez for talkin shit,
Now know yo' azz gon' get hit,
Thats da price for poppin quick,
don't hate me for makin cash,
Im da best would u want surpass?
Don't think dat Im scared to blast,
cuzz I'll bust and beat all ya'll azz.

. . .


[Intro]
Yeeah (Aiight) [repeat 7x]
Yeeah
Ol' stankin ass (Hoe) Jank ass (Hoe)
Suck my dick you (Hoe) Ol' fat ass (Hoe)
But aiight! We finna get these lame ass niggaz
You see a hoe ass nigga, call his ass out. Aye! Aye!

[chorus 4x]
Fuck nigga yous a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe)
Stomp his ass like (Hoe) Ol' lame ass (Hoe)

[verse 1]
I'ma tell you how it is nigga you betta get the fuck back
cause a nigga like me don't give a fuck
A nigga suppose to gon leave yo ass choked
if you know you ain't ready you gonna get drug
Off in the club you claimin yo set
I'm strapped wit my vest I shot in the air
You sound like a bitch yo ass I'ma hit
you tyin to go hide cause we gon be there
You ain't from that Wood you ain't from my click
you ain't from my row you neva could hang
You labled a duck we ready to buck
we don't give a fuck cause you is a lame
Step right here homeboy you bout it
he won't swing I know I doubt it
One hitter quitter yo ass get popped
so watch this parkin lot get rowdy
Watch this parkin lot get rowdy, watch this parkin lot go (ohhh)
Pop wit a glock and I stay wit a K
If you come my way I'ma act a fool
I walk in the club and I see me a nigga
Back the fuck up 'fore I show you who reala
Whats up wit ya fuck nigga
Crime Mob the niggaz who labled some killaz

[chorus 4x]

[verse 2]
Ol' sucka ass, busta ass, cryin to yo momma ass
I'ma keep up drama I'm a muthafuckin plum ass
See you just a dumb ass go on wit yo young ass
Try me like a sucka but I know you just a lame ass
Nigga how you figga that you reala than the MIG
Step off in my turf that Ellenwood gon be backin me
In my section they glad to see a nigga that don't give a fuck
Stomp you to the floor and tell you get yo pussy ass up
Pick that nigga ass up, tear his lame ass up
Niggaz representin Ellenwood time to mass up
Buck up out that M.O.B., said that my name is MIG
Throwin blows like Johnny Cage, you think you wanna fuck wit me
Let a damn nigga know, we can brang it to the door
Do this shit like Pastor Troy Uuh Huh I'm outside hoe
Swervin in the Tahoe, if you wanna try hoe
Take my fuckin word I ain't got no reason to lie hoe

[chorus]

. . .


[Killa C] yeah, play dey shit..

[Diamond]
Stiletto pumps, in da club (yeah),
Stilettos pumps, in da club (yeah)
Get crunk

[Princess]
Homegirl, Look out when you see me,
Because i'm coming up fresh,
Right with tha realest, ya feel this?
So you should call me tha best,
I can look jazzy and nasty wit my stiletto heels on,
But if a ho say something,
Trust me den her hair will get thrown,
I'm turnin head left and right,
Soon as you see one foot step out the car,
Strollin thro da club,
Then i make my way right by the bar,
Yeah yo nigga eyein me,
I take him from you so watch out,
I'm lookin' Jazzy actin' classy, but i gotta sassy mouth,
Hair is done, and nails are too,
And i match from head to toe,
And ta top it off, I'm rockin 6 inch black stilettos ho,
Different color everyday,
They just match the mood I'm in,
Silver, red, grey and black,
Look this good should be a sin

[Chorus]
Stiletto pumps, in the club,
Whoeva thought that these girls would get crunk,
Stiletto pumps, in tha club,
Whoeva thought that these girls would get crunk
We rockin stilettos ho [x8]

[Diamond]
Stiletto's on my feet
I'm sexy wit a mug,
I'm buckin' all you hatas just to see if you crunk,
We swangin, throwin bows,
Cause ya boys thought we soft,
I'm knockin heads off,
I'm da baddest of dem all,
Makin niggas fall,
They fightin and tustlin,

Club owna scared that the girls might start bustin,
We crunk and we thuggin,
We take it in public,
This if for the girls in the trap steady hustlin

[Chorus]

[Diamond]
I know you want a second look,
But picture isn't necessary,
Diamond be ma name and by da looks girl you aint even ready,
Wit ma dickies 2 pieced,
And my hair caught propped to da otha side,
Pink and white interior inside ma drop top chevy ride,
Killin all these hatas, cause they know i got stilettos on,
Yo nigga tried ta holla, but the pimpin here is way too strong,
I'm known fa breakin pockets, i can walk it like i talk it,
Got some prada in ma closet cant no hata here to stop it,
I'ma put this shit up on tha map, cause ATL is where i be,
I got ma girl Neyesha and Princess on tha shoppin spree,
I'ma get 'em fo' they goodies and gettin richer aint no pitty,
I'm the reason why they heard it,
I'm tha baddest in the city....
Yeah ho...

[Chorus]

. . .


[Hook: repeat 8X]
But alright I ain't no joke
I ain't no joke

[Verse 1: Diamond]
Bitch you a imposter the money I be after
Peeping up on my roster I check you fucking bastards
And if you got a problem come and solve it I ain't no hoe
Cause I'm the flawless chick just thought that you should fucking know
Ain't no need to question cause it's clear that I'm the baddest
if you think I'm fucking joking you should check my fucking status
I know you think we cool but it's ok you ain't my folk
just bring it to the wood and I'm show you I ain't no joke

[Verse 2: Killa C]
You know KC a killer so label me a thriller
I'm known for smoking men but never smoking Reggie Miller
you know push come to shove when we smoking on some drugs
You fucking with some killers bitch you fucking with some thugs
A-T-L real niggaz MOB money getters
call us gorrilla niggaz we stacking on bigger figures
Ain't scared to pull triggers swanging on pussy niggaz
Killa C, MOB, now who the fuck think they realer young bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Pyscho Blac]
This for all you jabble mouths that smother me with nonsense
Talking big and tough but get nervous when my tool click
This ain't no joke and this for sure you'll get your ass drug
Coming at me wrong I'll run you home dripping licking blood
I don't give a fuck I got ana to y'all hatin suckas
Nigga you gone see me get buck up on you motherfuckers
I'm no busta so don't try me like no erkel nerd
when these combos come you'll be stunned like I struck a nerve

[Verse 4: Princess]
You shoulda listened to your conscience now I'm coming right at ya
I pull your cards like a magician nigga abra cadabra
I'm the master of this army you could be my apprentice
And can't no nigga hurt or harm me cause they will get diminished
Bitch don't try me like a joke cause I correct a nigga fast
I'm a chick but I'll be quick to come and whoop off in yo ass
Ain't got no time for stalling shit you scared then you should call it quits
I'm ready and I'm deadly hoe so walk it like you talk it, Bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Lil Jay]
Well I'm fresh as fuck dressed in all black with some Filas on
Bustin on yo ass we gone blast if you talking homes
Head fed up but my led tucked in my pocket pussy nigga what
We gone bust nigga quick to pop it Uno on your radio
MOB got plenty hoes crunk off in your state
in a rage making major dough
Lil Jay never fucking broke Jay forever stacking dough
Lil Jay pimping chiefing choke don't never take 'em for a joke

[Hook - repeat until end]

. . .


[Verse 1]
Aye
We gon bury ya, cause Lil Jay gon bust a bitch
Comin wit a monster click, Allenwood off in this shit
Step and get yo ass kicked, bust a bitch wit the Beretta
Suckaz wanna playa hate, but my niggaz know me betta
I'ma shoot at ya sweater neva underestimate
And my crew got Berettas so don't neva hesitate
If you knew that we was betta then you would neva try to hate
We can take it there wheneva let me fuckin demonstate
Any day, any night, we won't leave without a fight
M.O.B. we play no games and swang on niggaz we don't like
So you know we bout that action and don't neva think you bad
We be deep off in these street and we gon beat yo stupid ass

[Verse 2]
Yeah
If you gon try me, you'll get yo ass kicked
Step to MIG or Princess I blast bitch
Nigga dis shit goin down we gonna get clicked up
If you fuck up my knuckin my thug mane I'll fist up
You gon get yo shit stuck
I'ma laugh in yo face cause I really don't give a fuck
You testin my thong boy
if you try me deny me I'm throwin my chrome toy
You talkin that shit I'm slappin you quick
you a bitch, you neva my homeboy
I'm tellin you nicely, you front wit it
still gonna pay up the price chick
A person you might been, I'm still gonna knock yo ass out if you try me

[Chorus 2X]
If you gon try me, you'll get yo ass kicked
If you gon try me, you'll get yo ass kicked
If you gon try me, you'll get yo ass kicked
You'll get yo ass kicked, you'll get yo ass kicked

[Verse 3]
You think you bout it you can't be, fist into yo nose and teeth
Everybody in dis muthafucka gon lend a hand to me
Hit 'em just like its suppose to be, it was all about the dollars
MIG be in dis pimpin, and this time I pop my collar
I don't care my niggaz follow, in my eyes I see yo doom
The expresion on yo face, when we clear this fuckin room
Like a boom and thats a fact, I be diesel call me Shaq
Like studios I'm gon act up and put my dick on the track
Bitch get the fuck back wanna act lke yo tough
Caught me buckin wit the click and got ya shit fucked up
Niggaz thinkin that they tough, in the club like they bout it
Allenwood muthafucka let me show you somethin bout it nigga

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 4]
I'm back to get buck, it's a must that I erupt
I see these niggaz think I lost it but I neva gave a fuck
I'm still the same ain't too much changed but the time that I lost
I had some brushes wit the law, so I had to pay the cost
But it's ok I'll shake it off, it's M.O.B. off in my blood
Talkin shit you get fucked up, you'll get drug through the mud
M.O.B. is too damn buck, so it's a must that you think wisely
Bustin heads off in the club, if a pussy nigga try me.

[Chorus 2X]

Aye [repeat until the end]

. . .


[Hook (10x)]
Ellenwood area fuck wit us we bury ya
Ellenwood area fuck wit us we bury ya

[Lil Jay]
Neva run up with the shump through ya area
We come to get cha then hit cha then bury Ya
We be tha trillest so nigga you scared of Us
Creepin like redas and shootin our Predata's
Always be ready for when I attack
Strapped wit these weapons that's facin our Backs
Creepin like redas and movin outsidaz
We'll soon be ruff ryders and tote all them gats
Neva come up or run up in our face
You betta just stop our glocks will spray
Betta be hidin when the tank ridin
Up on yo street, on yo scene, on yo way
Nigga we gone have you hopin and wishin
That you would neva just smoke and you Listen
Nigga we serious no superstition
Ellenwood niggaz gone leave yo ass missin

[Killa C]
I got a g-l-o-c-k and I ain't even fillin Yo dome
Me and lil mark we puttin buckshots through Yo home
You run up quick you stupid bitch you made Me grab my chrome
I'm fillin yo body wit hollow tips you lose Yo tone
I'll rip yo blood and tissue leavin nothin But yo bones
I grab my marchetti hoe I'm ready so bring It on
We got them hollow tips, them hollow tips
You run up quick you stupid bitch I bust yo Fuckin lip

[Hook 10x]

[M.I.G]
Aah Ellenwood area don't give a fuck
Walk and fight and leavin you stuck
All of my niggaz we pullin them triggas so How do you figure you fuckin wit us
C to da R to da I-M-E m to da O to da Muthafuckin B
If you hoes up in da streets bolts'll hit You rapidly
Ellenwood that's where I be told you hoes Back off of me
I don't bite my tongue so you dumb if you Fuck wit me
If you wanna step to me this is gone be Ugly
AK 47's mack 11's gonna hit cha G
B-I-G in back of me Lil Jay on da side of Me
Look at Expeditions hittin bitches like the Falcuty
Always tryin to hassle me none of ya'll can Tackle me
Told ya it was stated but this time it's Brutality

[Princess]
Now I'm baddest chick who rep dat wood come
Test me if you want some trouble
Princess be my name M-O-B is my you wanna Scuffle?
Come run up quick you'll get done up trick
If you think you
Hard
My clique to thick and my tool gone spit so
Don't fuckin start
I see you muggin you ain't nothin or a Threat to me
I knock down haters if they wanna come and Test a G
I'm never slackin and what I'm packin is Too Damn crucial
Why you yappin I'll bruise ya Ellenwood Gone come and do ya

[Psycho Blak]
It's almost time to go I thought I'll let You hatas know
Psycho Blac be that nigga that's gone lay You on da floe
Hit you wit them mega blows you fake it Once you ain't no mo
But I'm gone send some gats and trap and Make some bread and catch some hoes
You got some ana river road is where I stay
Ellenwood is where I trap
You buck and knuckle up but you might get Yo ass capped
Always on a paper chase
Chasin for them big faces
Get some money get that cheese don't sit and waste yo time hatin

[Fade]

. . .


(Let's gone run it) Dj Montae
what's up what's up niggaz
this Dj Desart South
number 1 mufuckin' Dj Right

still runnin wit that goddamn oompcamp puttin this thang down
in the mufuckin' streets of the A
but you know what (don't put yo hands up nigga that a get ya ass knock out) I got some new niggas
sum new street niggaz ready to do this thang right we gone gone ahead and load em up one time
checking in crime mob for ya motherfuckin ass
put ya mutherfuckin' hands up nigga

[Killa C]
i suggest that you not come my way if you don't want trouble man the out comes gonna be ugly when these hands meet yo
fuckin face the concept of the matter it's the state that we runnin shit niggas who think opposite get wet up wit no
hesitant fuck bitch and you gone see me act a fool fuck 12 rounds nigga nigga fuck some rules it's time to pay yo fuckin
dues bustin heads is what we do bitch go get yo fucking crew and we will destroy you hoes wit joy cause that is what we do
(what we do)

[Diamond]
pop pop pop i'm in drop top i'm on yo block u best be ready you can catch me i won't let you we to deadly for you hoe
check my statess i'm the baddess cock it back and let you have it 14 carrorts that i'm packing when i'm blasting at you
bastards i'm yo master bitch i'm Diamond quit yo whinnin let's be i entertwine wit the finest and i'm buckin wit that
steel don't make me hit i'll come get you if there's issuses i'll come solve em knockin' bitches heads off cuz i'm hard to
fuckin swallow

[Chorus]
don't put yo hands up nigga that a get yo asss knock out
don't put yo hands up nigga that a get yo ass knock out (don't make me hit em)
beat a nigga to the flo until he fuckin pass out

[Psyco Black]
nigga stop all that buckin fo u get yo head busted bitch you thank that i'm playin you come outside an i'm bustin fat ass
bullets be rushing an they gone rip u like tissue
stop the runnin i'm gunnin ani't no way they gone miss u M.O.B. dem my niggaz and when we come we come hella deep we
stompin yo ass sleep we stay on the deadly creep in the club we be V.I.P. u tryin to 2 be like me u wanna fuckin swang but
u got check by security

[Lil' Jay]
yeah i'm Lil' Jay an i feel no man from the crime mob that's known to throw hands nigga we can hold the own in our land
shit u can't bear 2 where you can't stand swang wit a pipe bitch nigga this some tight shit put yo hands up this my
playground here u don't stay round nigga we a spray round nigga u'll get stuck u'll get knock down straight 2 tha flo
nigga u'll die u tried to mo filled wit a skill the trill to kill hoes nigga we the clique that's thick and make doe take
yo shit an flip an make mo yeah my street 2 deep an will swang knock down all u hoes that hate me and take them niggas out
the damn game

[chorus]

[Pricess]
yeah hey dar nigga u don't wanna get slap you throwin up the wrong set it looka like a axe i oun play nann day so u betta
bag back think twice for you start takin all year gap knockin niggas down till they about more everybody ready nigga don't
jump stupid niggas talk shit but i bet cha they won't do it got a gat up in my trunk i ani't neva scared 2 use it u know a
bitch gone pop so you know i'm gone loose it beat her ass till fuckin pass out a toothless bitch cuz she got stomp out
who's the shit i bet you won't pop now abuse a bitch cuz i oun really give a fuck pricess yeah hoes that's me don't test
me nun cuz i'll make ya ass see that io'm the best but hoe don't hate me

[M.I.G.]
ah fuck fuck that shit i ani't playin no bitch loading choppers when i do an go an toss u in a ditch i been ready fo
this shit never been worried bout no trick givin a dame she on my dick ready 2 do sum gangsta shit don't put yo hands up
shot to chin gone damage ya right to left 2 left 2 right gone stand ya pussy ass up nigga don't make me hit em if i'm in
the club then i'm gone get em get up out my face i don't fuck wit em bitch nigga don't make me hit em watch me get em

[Chorus]
dj montae

. . .


[Verse 1]
I peep yo eyes and now realize that you want us together
Could be so wrong had me alone but now we made this better
I live to see the best of me and greater than an other
In extasy my style you need cant you feelin a brother
My love for this not playin but thick its stretched like the atlantic
No pimpin out from here on out what we do its romantic
You feelin this im serious and i aint never kiddin
I know this creepin hopes to see that Lil J say you did it
I pay for way for you and J to walk away in the world
I meant for you, you meant for me no need for hard to get girl
I know you diggin me im diggin you so whats the hold up
You did me wrong alone my style is wild but still im tow up
So sick you made me throw up confused still im about ya
I had a crush i stay with trust and i would never doubt ya
One many minute in my feelings bout you is so gravy
Not one above you and i love you girl you is my baby

[Hook]
I know that you be diggin me (diggin me)
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you do me so wrong? (so wrong)
I know that you be diggin me
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you leave me alone? (leave me alone)

[Verse 2]
Why did you do me so wrong?
Shawty why dont you pick up the phone?
24 hours in my zone when you hit me back im gone
Let me alone once again thats fucked up my closest friend
More 'lettos more than ten Im fucked up bout Sheetos gin
You was in this shit to win
I drop keysters aint no joke
Drop you ho right after school
You meet me at every show
Yous my baby yous my foe yous my lady you aint no ho
Cuz these hoes just want my money and that shit right thats fa sho
You just let a nigga go that what im supposed to do
Mama told me loves blind shoulda never fucked with you
But its cool thats the news even you gave me the blues
Im ready to put that all aside just to get that right with you girl
Im a fool for your love, in my eyes you are dove
Plus many naked lies you tell me aint nothing but for done
Can tell by the way you posted up you need a thug in your life
Fuck them sucka muthafuckas they aint love in your life

[Hook]
I know that you be diggin me (diggin me)
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you do me so wrong? (so wrong)
I know that you be diggin me
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you leave me alone? (leave me alone)

I know that you be diggin me (diggin me)
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you do me so wrong? (so wrong)
I know that you be diggin me
Must I push you through extasy? (extasy)
But this is how it has to be
So why did you leave me alone? (leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone)

. . .


Rap is like cocaine if you want some heavy weight I'm yo man crime mob crunk incorprrated slang i cook it up i choppe it up i do my thang

Oh lets keep it real with the rap game

. . .


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