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watchu rappin for? - c-mob lyrics

[hook: c*mob] (x2)
he rapping for the b*tches
he rapping for the fame
i’m rapping for the riches
and plusses in my veins

[verse 1: c*mob]
i’m rapping for the skrilla
and plus for the fact that i just love this sh*t
i don’t give a d*mn ’bout the fame or how many dames wanna suck this d*ck (yeah)
i’m going for profit and ain’t gonna stop it till pockets is filled with fifties
you want the designer clothes, i stick to my white t*shirt and d*ckies
never been no faker
never been no punk or sucker neither
i can lyrically k!ll you with one verse or mothaf*cka heater
i don’t understand why
mothaf*ckas just stand by
bopping they head to a song when they know that the lyricist just a d*mn lie
for one, i don’t rap about sh*t unless i feel it
for two, anybody wanna try tell me what to rap about they can k!ll it
for three, i don’t rap about cars or clothes every once in a while i rap about hoes i suppose you could say that i be on that sick sh*t
rap about life staying on my toes (yeah)
and another mothaf*cka might try to say you gotta be commercial to succeed
but i gotta keep it real gotta come from the heart
gotta rap about what i live and breath
and never will i be that mothaf*cka selling out for mtv
i’mma keep it gutter while they gill*head me
rapping on the front porch or an mp3
them cd’s mothaf*ckers dropping nowadays talking ’bout the same sh*t
everybody wanna rap about the bling bling
i don’t wanna hear about yo chain b*tch
regardless of the brain for the dames and the fame i’mma keep on doing my thang
and that will never change, cause this game is in my veins
[hook: c*mob] (x2)
he rapping for the b*tches
he rapping for the fame
i’m rapping for the riches
and plusses in my veins
i gotta rip it dawg
that’s what i’m living for
i’m never coming soft i always keep it hardcore

[verse 2: dirty flint]
i rely on myself, depend on n0body
fake n*gga love to hate
talk trash and wanna copy
i guess you gotta deal with fake
cause dawg you can’t stop me
i’m moving slow speeds
but still you can’t clock me
i see through your style like long legs and white stockings
your hobbies are d*ck riding, lip popping, and c*ck*blocking
my concerns are badder rapping and neck snapping and bread sn*tching and skull bashing and run past ’em
the hustle is everlasting
till a n*gga gets blasted
can’t see that happen
therefore i got me a mac*10
won’t catch me slacking
always ready for action
watch the clip starts to track and marksmen slash assassin my shots becoming rapid
turning your kids into b*st*rds
master of disaster
f*cking up all you rappers and i don’t buy cd’s
i get ’em free from napster that sh*t was whack
anyway boy so shut yo ass up
[hook: c*mob] (x2)
he rapping for the b*tches
he rapping for the fame
i’m rapping for the riches
and plusses in my veins
i gotta rip it dawg
that’s what i’m living for
i’m never coming soft i always keep it hardcore

[verse 3: dirty flint]
we infesting the game, like chicken pox and measles
i’m a deadly force with the k!llers down there so d*mn lethal
i know just how to greet you with 16 bars of evil
i have you calling the attorney for the injured people
you claim you have no equal
watch me and mob defeat you
download you and delete you
without the desert eagles
my heart be pumping diesel
so you better be peaceful
cause i don’t believe in sequels
no i don’t believe in sequels

[verse 4: c*mob]
when i spit this heat i’mma make mothaf*ckas feel the flames
when i peep the industries weakness i’m about to k!ll the game
n*gga i feel the same
let’s make all these fake rappers get on the flow
when it comes to the industry i’m ain’t trynna give a foot and sh*t
i’m about to kick down the door
flip when i flow
do it for the riches right nine
happy with the grip that i hold
mob and dirty flint so cold
and we finna explode once we get our sh*t in the store
but no matter whatever happens though
you know i’mma keep on snapping joe
i do it for the money and i do for the love now what the f*ck you rapping for
[hook: c*mob] (x2)
here for the b*tches
he rapping for the fame
i’m rapping for the riches
and plusses in my veins
i gotta rip it dawg
that’s what i’m living for
i’m never coming soft i always keep it hardcore

- c mob lyrics

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