キー: D# minor•
Verse 1
Am
I'm tryin' to hear some
of that mob
Make it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get
up out the trunk
Dm
(Yeah, well let's get this shit
crackin then)
Super duper super duper, trunk
Am
rattlin
(That's what I'm talkin'
'bout)
Old school, in the basement
(Some shit for the fuckin'
trunk nigga)
Dm
Magazine Street,
Hillside type
(This is what we do, all day
like this nigga!)
Mobb shit now!
Am
Dm
(Get this shit crackin' den nigga!)
Am
It's a drought on
(Fuck now!)
Beotch!
Dm
What you holla? What you
Am
say? What dey know?
Dm
What dey know about this,
E
Dm
so what dey know?
Am
What dey know about this,
so what dey know?
Dm
Beotch! Now
Am
Verse 2
Bb#m
Am
Dm
Strictly mobb, strictly
Am
mobb
I might be rich and I rap, but shit
Dm
A hundred dollars worth of food
stamps for $45 dollars
Am
Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite on that
Dm
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup,
I likes to drink out the bottle
Am
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald
Duck ? secure my novel
E
Dm
When, I was fifteen years old
Am
Straight dope game, I was told
Dm
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me,
boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By
Am
Nature 'cause I'm Naughty Naughty
Dm
La- Di- Da- Di, we likes to pull triggers
Am
We do 'cause trouble 'cause
we dump on niggas
Dm
Yeah, I'm Just a Hustler,
Am
remember that? Mr Flamboyant 1989
Down and Dirty, Federal, B- Legit the Savage,
D- Shot the Shot Caller
Dm
My little sista Suga T Sprinkle Me
on the money motivated mission
Tryin' to have it In a Major Way after
Am
I was on the late night grind
Dm
Strapped with nines and Desert Eagles,
me and my weeples
Come deeper than them skinny bitches,
crept on us not too long ago
Am
Sold our Lexuses and went back
Dm
to the Cutlass Supreme
Am
Buster demand they
Zima's and forked toes
Dm
Starwise, with the helicopter
knockoffs
Am
My down South thugs call 'em el bows,
Dm
turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates
with the tremendous bump
Fuckin' they nose,
fakin them domes
Am
Dm
Am
Breakin' and shakin the neighborhood up,
disturbin' homes
Dm
Ridin' on rims *tires peeling
out*
Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just
Am
like them action films
Watch me no cost to pay off
Bb#m
Dm
my speeding tickets and fines
Giving myself up to the Elroy's
Doing time on the weekends,
Am
Dm
all up in the county writin' rhymes
Am
It's just some shit,
some shit that you can ride to
Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to
Some shit, some shit that
you can fuck to
Some shit, some shit I can relate to
Dm
It's just some
Verse 3
shit,
Am
some shit that you can ride to
Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to
Dm
Some shit, some shit that
E
Dm
you can fuck to
Am
Some shit, some shit I can relate to
Verse 4
Am
It's just some shit that you can listen to,
one mo' gen
Dm
Am
Make you stop at the liquor
sto', and purchase some gin
Bb#m
Am
Dm
Some shit to make a nigga Practice
E
Dm
lookin' Hard
Am
Some shit for all my folkers on
the Boulevard
It's traditional,
heavy ass shit for the mobb
I got more bass in my rock,
than Third Eye Blind
Dm
Forty- Wata- Wata main don't
tell me you gonna resign
It's too early for this,
Am
dude you in your prime!
Dm
I said- no not me, I won't stop
Am
I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
Bb#m
Dm
Sober see, that can't be
Am
I been pervin all day since six o'clock
I pull a bootch like a bad tooth
Dm
With the cheapest
EconoLodge a nigga like me can find
Am
Drop her ass off out in the middle
of nowhere next to a phone booth
Dm
Am
Dm
Stranded freezin' to
E
Dm
death empty handed can it
Am
Stubborn hella hard to reason with
Dm
Am
It's game orienfested, let
Dm
me explain it
Am
I know they say that I been,
givin up too much game
Dm
But I'ma teach ya how to blossom
with my new invention
Am
Dm
You might wanna pay attention
Am
I used to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners
Dm
but I wasn't a punk
Am
I worked at Mickey D's (what did you
Dm
Am
make) Employee of the Month
Bb#m
Dm
Livin' above my means- motherfucker
that's a bald- faced lie
Po- po's raid, I got an alibi
Am
Shot my first video for $20 bucks,
Dm
motherfucker
Some cheap shit,
Am
Marriot's Great America
Dm
Mean Green hooked me up down South
Made a name for myself by
Am
word of mouth
Verse 5
Am
It's just some shit,
some shit that you can ride to
Dm
Some shit,
Am
some shit for you to smoke to
Bb#m
Am
Some shit, some shit that
E
Dm
you can fuck to
Am
Some shit, some shit I can relate
Interlude 1
to
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Hah
Verse 6
Am
Dm
oh what dey know?
Am
Dm
Oh what dey know about this,
oh what dey know?
Am
Oh what dey know about this,
oh what dey know?
Beotch!
Hella
Dm
Verse 7
Am
Dm
The board of weebleizations up
in this motherfucker
The board of weebleizations
Head Above Water productions
Am
Collaborated with my motherfuckin' nigga,
Dm
Sam Bosstigili
Am
Professor Bosstigili up on this bitch ass
Bb
Am
motherfuckin' track
Fuckin' they nose up like this
Dm
Where that nigga Sojourn at,
Am
what up boy?
Verse 8
Am
It's just some shit,
some shit that you can ride to
Dm
Some shit,
Am
some shit for you to smoke to
Bb#m
Dm
Some shit, some shit
that you can fuck to
Am
Some shit, some shit I can
relate to
Dm
Verse 9
Am
Bb#m
E
Dm
Beotch! With this here,
Am
Dm
Am
we mobbin out
We mobbin out,
Dm
E
Sug a T (ay what's up gurl?)
Dm
Am
D- Shot (D- Shot ?)
B- Legit up in this motherfucker
(Yo E- Feezee main!)
Dm
Am
Young Muggzy, Ke
veo (you, know!)
Bb#m
Dm
Tap that ass Celly Cel
Dm
(what's up, what's up nigga!)
My nigga Big Bone Tyrone
Am
(Big Buddha!)
D- Day from A- 1
They doin' it like that down
Dm
they bitch as s
Am
The Resevoir Hoggs up in
Dm
this motherfucker!
Am
E
(All day smashin'')
Dm
There go Max and that nigga Parlay
Am
LeVitti the R&B singer on they bitch ass
Gonna fuck they nose with
Dm
that mobb shit
Am
Fuckin' they head like that
My little young cousin Mac
Dm
Mall up in this bitch
From the V- Town nigga I thought
you thought all the time
Am
Up in they, bitch ass tall can B
(Sic- Wid- It nigga!)
Dm
Cousin C- Bo
Am
That nigga Otis and Shug singin'
E
I hope I don't go back to slang
Dm
in' llello on they bitch ass
Am
Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac Shon
Dm
That nigga K- 1, Gino
Am
Smitty, The Funk Mobb up in this
bitch ass motherfucker
Bb#m
Fuckin' they heads up like this
Dm
V- Town nigga Millersville I thought
Am
you thought
(Uh- huh)
Yeah my cousins nigga Down-
n- Dirty
Dm
Kamikaze and the Mobb Unit bitch
Am
I thought they thought!
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