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mob ties - shredgang mone & kingteam lyrics

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[intro: shredgang mone]
(d*mn, e, this a classic)
shredgang, n*gga
shred
what’s good, kingteam?
(808jackboyz)
shred

[verse 1: shredgang mone]
puritan boys, i’ma rep it ’til the day i die
you holdin’ them guns sayin’ you real and you done testified
know a couple n*ggas from joy road and they stretchin’ pie (whippin’)
every n*gga speak on dots, b*tch, here he died (r.i.p)
and if not, he a n*gga to the victim list
catch a n*gga out and i’ma have stone take his sh*t
just to show the lil’ n*gga that he wasn’t made for this (ham)
think i went to uti the way i’m paintin’ whips (bah, bah, bah)
free mike, rob a n*gga in his own home (uh*huh)
that n*gga ain’t got no heart, that n*gga cold stone (that n*gga cold stone)
d*mn, i’m trippin’, i meant to say that he stone cold
lot of n*ggas been tuckin’ sh*t after some stonе homes (yeah)
call kingteam, n*ggas gеttin’ ‘bows gone
f*ck this rap sh*t, been do them n*ggas for so long (like my brother, n*gga)
so if you touch one of my n*ggas, it get so wrong (swear to god)
[?] when that chopper spittin’, them b*tches comin’ in boatloads
shred
[verse 2: kingteam]
keep your eyes peeled or pay the consequence (for real)
or have them wild n*ggas in your mama crib
linwood baby, i done been on all kind of l!cks (yeah)
focus hope rage, rainy days just some normal sh*t
i had to risk to get it (yeah), so i can never sit (yup)
your life irrelevant without them presidents
my n*ggas militant, get a check, forget a b*tch
can’t flex, you don’t hit the gym, you p*ssies full of estrogen
me and o smoke so crazy, better hide your b*tch
snapchat your old name, you watchin’ [?]
out of town, me and [?], we makin’ heavy flips
baby flippin’ through all the faces, mone just shred sh*t
tied in like the mob, don’t you f*ck with the squad
[?], hold this b*tch on the side
i don’t never get tired, hit my line, i’ma slide
know some b*tches that’ll ride, get you robbed outside, yeah
it’s life or death, i get my hoes on the block (uh*huh)
trust is not an option, don’t be talkin’ or not
i’m out the window checkin’ cameras, got some sh*lls for the robbers
in the rental all in [?], got some sales from the doctor
got some raw for the road, got some weed for the hoes
f*ck what white boys callin’, they just play with they nose
i get you p*ssies exposed, live my life like a g
you get to talkin’ too much, then you’ll get found in the street
[outro: kingteam]
yeah
f*ck is these n*ggas doin’, man?
yeah, yeah
we gon’ show ’em how to do it

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