[Liffy Stokes]
Yeah, yeah
Ain't it man?
Mobsta City!
[Juvenile]
If you wanna come see me for a bag, I'm out here
If you wanna see that mean green Jag, I'm out here
If you wanna see me roll in that Bentley, I'm out here
If you're talkin' like you're comin' to get me, I'm out here
[Liffy Stokes]
If you wanna see real niggas who grind, I'm out here
Every day, I put my life on the line, I'm out here
If a nigga need a lick or some dro, I'm out here
I got weight and I don't break down my O's, I'm out here
On the deck, old school hustlin'
I came up from nothin', and uhhh
The game's so cold, my pistol's protectin' me, bruh'
The streets is my tool, to buildin' my legacy up
I'm made, officer, what the fuck is you sweatin' me for?
I'm out here, fuckin' hoes and doin' shows
I'm out here, poppin' Mo's and smokin' dro
I'm out here, doin' me, ballin' the fuck out
Cris-T, Evisu jeans, throwin' some dust out
[Juvenile + Twista]
If you wanna come see me for a bag, I'm out here
If you wanna see that mean green Jag, I'm out here
If you wanna see me roll in that Bentley, I'm out here
If you're talkin' like you're comin' to get me, I'm out here
If you tell me that it ain't really hot, I'm out here
If you wanna see me out on the block, I'm out here
If you wanna see that old school Chevy, I'm out here
If you talkin' like you comin' to get me, I'm out here
[Juvenile]
Wanna hit my windows up, hit up my doors then
Shoot up my partners and kidnap all of my hoes then
Make my money funny, if I got it comin' to me
Talk stupid to a nigga, when you run into me
If you don't want your grill, you don't wanna live
You don't want your kids, you don't want your crib
Well, that's exactly what you losin'
If you don't want it, better let the Lac keep movin'
[Mayz + Liffy Stokes]
If you wanna see a real nigga shine, I'm out here
Need a pimp to control your body and mind? I'm out here
When you ready to go cook up this cake, I'm out here
Got a few hundred grams you wanna shake? I'm out here
Mobsta niggas spend our time on the grind
Sippin' Yak, slingin' packs of the city's biggest dimes
Yeah you got a decent bag, but your shit ain't big as mine
If you get your game tight, I'ma have to rob you blind
I'm from K-Town bitch, with different gangs on every block
And the way you wear your hat, just might get your ass shot
The Mobstaz got the game on lock, and the hater's full of fear
Scared to ride through the hood, 'cause they know we out here!
[Juvenile]
If you wanna come see me for a bag, I'm out here
If you wanna see that mean green Jag, I'm out here
If you wanna see me roll in that Bentley, I'm out here
If you're talkin' like you're comin' to get me, I'm out here
[ Twista]
When you see me, pull that hood up
Better get low! We bout to tear the fuckin' hood up
Ballas and killas and gangstas (What you runnin' from?)
Ballas and killas and gangstas (Nigga, what you runnin' from?)
[Twista]
Shoulda' seen they face when I first bought they work and got at the Roc
I'm from K-Town, bitch and I don't know shit but the block
Gotta get that money, so I don't care
I'm posted up right here, and I ain't goin' nowhere
You gon' have to move, man!
20,000 a week, and I ain't hear nothin'
Bust at y'all and stackin' chips on the seat, if police come cuffin'
That's when I might have to hide out
Or dip through the hood wit' the chrome and the wood
When I pull that ride out, got a screen that slide out
When I jump out, boys gone, I'm out here
If you wanna get them rocks and them blow, I'm out here
If you plottin' on a mission to get me, I'm out here
If you wanna see the Twist' in your city, I'm out here
[Juvenile]
If you wanna come see me for a bag, I'm out here
If you wanna see that mean green Jag, I'm out here
If you wanna see me roll in that Bentley, I'm out here
If you're talkin' like you're comin' to get me, I'm out here
If you tell me that it ain't really hot, I'm out here
If you wanna see me out on the block, I'm out here
If you wanna see that old school Chevy, I'm out here
I'm out here
[ Twista]
When you see me, pull that hood up
Better get low! We bout to tear the fuckin' hood up
Ballas and killas and gangstas (What you runnin' from?)
Ballas and killas and gangstas (Nigga, what you runnin' from?)
When you see me, pull that hood up
Better get low! We bout to tear the fuckin' hood up
Ballas and killas and gangstas (What you runnin' from?)
Ballas and killas and gangstas (Nigga, what you runnin' from?)
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