Verse one
I'm livin' in hell, where all these n*****
got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these b**** n*****
servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth
body tated, hair matted, sellin' Key's if you f*** wit these
law breakin' n***** scream, f*** the police
we gonna ball fo, the lil n**** s***
what the f*** you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates
findin' n***** dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
if n***** is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
all that job-ownin' s***, f*** you,I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, n***** say
How high? or I stabb you in ya f*****' eye
now let's get busy n****
Chorus
Yall n*****, wanna ride tonight?
how many n*****, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b******, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)
Verse two [Fatal]
Keep it comin', these n***** get done in
on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
like he blast it off, beyond that, ?
criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this f*****'(f*** yall)s***
so I'm a be buckin' s***, ya don't know who you f*****' wit
yall s***ed out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin'
up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Some n*****, kinda of c**e
scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya a** like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty b****
swingin' t*** and a**, preal hander on her burner so she
blastin' fast, alot of n***** know my rep,
but it don't mean s***, til you witness to yourself
how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' a** b****
share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
you get the f*****' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
it's only hollow points I spit out my nine
drillin' n***** on the block, when I'm passin' through
I bust six, in the air n****, just for you
and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last n**** rappin', I'll keep my f*****' guns clappin'
Whatever though, fake a** n***** will never know
smellin' they own s***, when I rip the Berrta slow
the nine milly, the fake thuggs n***** thats gettin' silly
blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a f***, how small big and tall
come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these n*****, be thinkin' when they see me
n***** call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
yall n***** is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
we lost n*****, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
to tall for l***, I bend these b****** when I f***
Chorus (2x)
m****f***in' M.O.B you ain't seen s*** yet, what
I'm livin' in hell, where all these n*****
got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these b**** n*****
servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth
body tated, hair matted, sellin' Key's if you f*** wit these
law breakin' n***** scream, f*** the police
we gonna ball fo, the lil n**** s***
what the f*** you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates
findin' n***** dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
if n***** is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
all that job-ownin' s***, f*** you,I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, n***** say
How high? or I stabb you in ya f*****' eye
now let's get busy n****
Chorus
Yall n*****, wanna ride tonight?
how many n*****, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b******, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)
Verse two [Fatal]
Keep it comin', these n***** get done in
on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
like he blast it off, beyond that, ?
criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this f*****'(f*** yall)s***
so I'm a be buckin' s***, ya don't know who you f*****' wit
yall s***ed out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin'
up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Some n*****, kinda of c**e
scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya a** like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty b****
swingin' t*** and a**, preal hander on her burner so she
blastin' fast, alot of n***** know my rep,
but it don't mean s***, til you witness to yourself
how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' a** b****
share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
you get the f*****' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
it's only hollow points I spit out my nine
drillin' n***** on the block, when I'm passin' through
I bust six, in the air n****, just for you
and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last n**** rappin', I'll keep my f*****' guns clappin'
Whatever though, fake a** n***** will never know
smellin' they own s***, when I rip the Berrta slow
the nine milly, the fake thuggs n***** thats gettin' silly
blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a f***, how small big and tall
come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these n*****, be thinkin' when they see me
n***** call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
yall n***** is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
we lost n*****, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
to tall for l***, I bend these b****** when I f***
Chorus (2x)
m****f***in' M.O.B you ain't seen s*** yet, what