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m.o.b - db tha general lyrics

[intro]
la obrale jallah keyz!
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)

[verse 1: db tha general]
i came up, just a little n*gga really mobbin
me and my cousin thuggin, yeah really rockin
you’re not a rudeboy shotter, n*gga that’s power
i goons that’ll move, n*gga that’s power
how you gon act like you been flippin, n*gga that’s snitchin
i k!ll any p*ssy n*gga thought that i should mention
ayyyyyy, real gs never talk
you movin keys, you movin ps, you supposed to never talk
i let that banger talk, gave him a lesson
smith and wesson, gave him a blessin
thought he was testin
i’m tired of stressin
blew his f*ckin face off, now you get the message
no funeral or no flowers for that f*ckin coward
i see it in yo еyes, i’m knowin you gon turn sour
no funeral and no flowers for that f*ckin coward
i see it in yo еyes, i’m knowin you gon turn sour!
{instrumental interlude]
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)

[verse 2: kurt diggler]
look, look
m*o*b, we in this b*tch
kurt diggler do h*lla sh*t
take a b*tch and break a b*tch, you can say i raped the b*tch
but i didn’t even touch the b*tch
got lil n*ggas that be bustin sh*t
on gb, don’t need the chips
mob call, it’s over with
now 6 foots gotta pick you up
cold sh*t as yo nina touch
my kickback in a walled off, in new york gettin p*ssy off
makin stacks like a big dog
i’m a cat to this sh*t, so i make it call
told those n*gga my daughter one
f*ck that, i’m covered dog
any city i got this
money chain i’m rockin
same n*ggas in the block b*tch, 8*9, can’t stop it
m*o*b though, real kess, bug, cal, my block is a mess
i got a small circle, we don’t f*ck with the rest
p*ssy ass n*gga, i’ll put this 30 in your chest
i got a small circle, we don’t f*ck with the rest
p*ssy ass n*gga, i’ll put this 30 in your chest
[verse 3: db tha general]
m*o*b, that’s money over bullsh*t
you pop a shot, p*ssy n*gga get the whole clip
banana clip, watch me go bananas b*tch
you see i’m clutchin, hold on heat, yeah i’m on my hammer quick
i see you talkin, see you lookin, you get stabbed quick
n*gga i lamp sh*t, lights out, days over
i see them holes in that muf*ckin range rover
i flipped it over, put it on its backside
if you can’t see, don’t trip, just know a n*gga strapped, right?
i hear you talkin, but i’m knowin you ain’t strapped, right?
they said it was an accident, that’s sh*t wasn’t no accident
hit 10 n*ggas, now you know that wasn’t no accident
them lil n*ggas smackin sh*t, don’t make me get to wackin sh*t
cause when i get a n*gga, you know it ain’t no accident
them lil n*ggas smackin sh*t, don’t make me get to wackin sh*t
cause when i get a n*gga, you know it ain’t no accident

{outro]
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)
m*o m*o*b (woof)

- db tha general lyrics

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