lirik lagu mobb ties – shoreline mafia
[verse 1: fenix]
dope dealers, young n-gg-s on some mob sh-t
n-gg- say he trippin’, we gon’ show him what a loss is
water on me baby, young n-gg- on my voss sh-t
golds in my mouth, poppin’ percs, got me naseous
n-gg- keep your cool, bro your life you almost lost it
f-ck her in the pool, young n-gg- on some boss sh-t
bape fit, maisons touching pavement
gang sh-t, n-gg-s think they on the same sh-t
h-ll nah, but i’m for real now
we be sippin’ big juice, poppin’ seals now
all my b-tches pray to me, i make ’em kneel down
free my n-gg-s, most my n-gg-s doin’ real time
can’t trust a b-tch who think she’s hot if she f-ck real lime
pour lean ’til i sleep, i’m tryna k!ll time
while you asleep for school i was breakin’ in cars
me and my n-gg-s facing blunts ’cause he got faced with a charge
mix a seven in a two liter, headed straight for the stars
all this money coming in, we headed straight to the forbes
if you mention one of my n-gg-s then we slide and knock yours
you want smoke, you get smoke, we gon’ pull up for sure
rap n-gg-s worried ’bout some features
my n-gg-s walkin’ ’round with the sacks in our sneakers
big body work, we been f-ckin’ up the meters
shawty wanna f-ck on a libra
[verse 2: ketchy the great]
swervin’, gang sh-t, n-gg-s lurkin’
splurgin’, i just blew a trap on a purple
workin’, yeah broke b-tch i be workin’
you broke, i don’t give no f-cks, i’m a virgin
curvin’, you ain’t gettin’ to it, you worthless
i just be f-ckin’ up my check on purpose
i just be ridin’ ’round juggin’, tryna murk sh-t
five of us, got the chopper baby like i’ma hit like i’m a gang
[verse 3: fenix]
no i’m not, that’s a motherf-ckin’ change-up
blicky in the console if a n-gg- wanna bang some’
i’m a real n-gg-, girl you f-ckin’ with a fake one
all about the bread, i might f-ck around and bake some’
f-ck her from the back, i might f-ck around and break some’
think before you act we gon’ f-ck around and spray some’
play dumb, b-tch you know a n-gg- get it
ride around the city with a seven summer sentence
b-tch i’m up now, i ain’t up next
your n-gg- whack baby girl, let’s have some fun s-x
say your p-ssy hurt but i ain’t even done yet
twitter beefin’ get you bullets where your lungs at
[verse 4: ralfy the plug]
i’ma mack hard
while these lame tough n-gg-s tryna act hard
went from neimans to ballys, my lil black card
poured off a four and a sprite, sippin’ on wockhardt, hmm
n-gg-s boostin’ but they not hard
how you thuggin’ in the field, workin’ at walmart?
yeah you was doin’ the dash, that was your mom’s car
swervin’, switchin’ lanes in the sp-ceship
you ain’t tryna pay the fee, you’s a lame b-tch
hmm, goofy -ss b-tch, you gotta pay for this
you see this young fly n-gg- with this major drip
big forty bulging with the laser kit
[verse 5: good finesse]
i just want them blue strips
i pull a nine out and pop it at your loose lips
whole pint, let me see it, i’ma boonk it
see the gang, b-tch we savage, b-tch we ruthless, ridin’ ’round too b-tch
uzis and rugers, you know i keep extended clips
f-ck on your main b-tch, i know it don’t make any sense
p-ss her on to stinky, and then i’ma be h-lla rich
then crack another pint because i like to f-ckin’ sin
all these bands on the floor, man i can’t count
put the money in the money counter right now
when that b-tch hit a hundred, that’s ten thou
wrap him up, put him down, put him in right thou
[verse 6: ohgeesy]
i want lean, i want cash, i want straight drop
want a b-tch with some -ss and some great top
servin’ eighths of the gas and the kate moss
every n-gg- posted with me you know is a straight boss
pour a six, and i lean with it
and i keep somethin’ chunky with the beam in it
off a bean, bitin’ down, look at me with it
on the scene, wipe me down, lookin’ clean with it
twitter beef, i don’t want none’ of that
i just spent fifty racks but i want a hundred back
all you n-gg-s h-lla broke, let’s go make fun of that
if the p-ssy h-lla tight then i’m gon’ run it back, ayy
[verse 7: rob vicious]
young n-gg- sick with it, yopper got a stick in it
that’s my favorite pistol ’cause i hit a lot of licks in it
if you cannot beat it, then it’s simple n-gg-, get with it
they don’t want no smoke just like a blunt that ain’t got piff in it
lil b-tch i’m big vicious, yopper got a stick in it
that’s my favorite pistol, i can’t even take a pic with it
rip my brothers, free foster out of that state prison
shout out h-llawave and to all my k!llers i can’t mention
most these n-gg-s really just talkin’, these n-gg-s ain’t vicious
doin’ all that talkin’ and walkin’ because they ain’t with it
i ain’t takin’ losses, lil b-tch be catious
and if i f-ck around, catch a body and i’ma toss it
broke b-tches make me sick, naseuous
i’m a savage and i’m vicious, don’t know what to call it
when i say we be off the drink ain’t talkin’ alcoholic
i do sh-t you n-gg-s can’t, that’s why i bought it
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