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the motto - black soprano family & heem b$f lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
ayo, yo, yo, yo
uh, uh, uh, uh
ayo, yo, yo
uh, uh, uh, uh
they know
ayo, yo, yo
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
n*ggas know the motto, black glock with gold hollows
in my dope boy stance, drinkin’ out the gold bottle
f*ck tomorrow, war time, it’s no sorrow
we do real mob business, suit up, it’s the sopranos
feel the tommy drum, two bodies on one tommy gun
circle ’round the block, blow clips until the tommy done
body somethin’, boy a b*tch, he won’t body nothin’
youngin’s turnt up from a hit, he say he got him one
the glock 20 got a switch, it’s auto and semi
and we never talk to the law, y’all n*ggas real friendly
suckers envy, set the tone, it’s all trendy
they hear me scream, two guns up, they gettin’ busy
we the murder gang, it’s the mob, i know you heard of gang
700 crimestone, we let them burners bang
ghetto pain, thugs cry, it sound like ghetto rain
ask them n*ggas, i’m really heem, that was my ghetto name, they know
[chorus]
n*ggas don’t do it like the mob do
a hundred deep, black fleet on creep, that’s how we mob, dude
cash rules everything around you
we from the streets, drugs, money, and beef, this what we mob to
ayo, yo, yo, yo, this what we mob to
from the streets, drugs, money, and beef, this what we mob to
ayo, yo, yo, yo, this what we mob to
the streets, drugs, money, and beef, this what we mob to

[verse 2]
it’s lil’ heem the realest, really gangster, you gotta feel this
i learned the game from dope boys and old k!llers
this mob business, pr*ck his fingers, he mob with us
and i’ll go to war with the city for my n*ggas
fill a body bag, take his soul from one shotty blast
last n*gga played with the gang, they went and got his ass
body cast, two shooters in white hockey masks
fifty shots on switch glocks, the beef’ll never last
army vests, shoestrings that wrap around the tec
all*black linen and boots, who gettin’ bodied next?
show respect, say the word and they’ll blow his chest
7.62 tips, they rippin’ through a vest
made a check sellin’ nicks, i used to play the steps
pushin’ p’s turned into g’s, i did a hundred reps
wish me death, n*ggas vexed, they sent a hundred threats
went from sellin’ crack on the stoop to jumpin’ on the jet
[outro]
they know
it’s heem, n*gga
they know
like that
it’s that east side grimy
know where to find me, n*gga
uh, uh, they know

- black soprano family heem bf lyrics

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