L.E.$. - Mobb Shit lyrics

rate me

[Hook] x 2

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Money over bitches, know I married the game, I’m committed

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Macking on them broads,

You know I’m keeping it gangster, living large

Now I be riding through the city, keep a cup of that henny

One hand be on the wood, the other be on the semi

All these niggas playing friendly but I never gave a fuck

When nobody know who shot you when that nigga hit you up

Guess you ran out of luck, now it’s time to meet your maker

Steady stacking this paper, pulling felonious capers

I ain’t really got no haters, and I’m never getting dissed

Cause they know my niggas stupid and I’m crazy than a bitch

Old school mighty color when it’s sitting on d’s

It’s the life I’m really living, I’m a motherfucking g

Sipping liquor blowing trees, tryina calm my fucking nerve

Fast like my thug up, caught him slipping with them birds

Know I’m putting in the work, you never know when it’s over

And if they come and get me, I hope I’m high off that dope

Told the niggas I’m a soldier, got it tattered in my skin

It’s that mobbs hit bitch, represent it till the end

[Hook] x 2

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Money over bitches, know I married the game, I’m committed

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Macking on them broads,

You know I’m keeping it gangster, living large

Hope when they bury me nobody cry

Just know that I’m forever high when you look up to the sky

And all my words will never die so shit I’m living forever

But they don’t wanna see me make it, cause I got a vendetta

And I ain’t tryina make no partners in this rap shit

These funny niggas ain’t no men man they half bitch

Be catching feeling when you winning, take a l and then they grinnind

Most these lames is only in it, for the fame and for the winning

Times spending, I’m on a move, I got a lot of shit to gain, nothing to loose

But I ain’t got too much to proove to these sucker niggas

I’m breaking bread up with my team, fuck them other niggas

It’s boss all ...till I’m dead and gone

And if you niggas want war, we could get it on

I represent it to the end, know I’m riding with my dogs

Scratch that, know I’m mobbing with my motherfucking thugs, fuck em all

[Hook] x 2

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Money over bitches, know I married the game, I’m committed

Now let me tell you bout that mobb shit, mobb shit

Macking on them broads,

You know I’m keeping it gangster, living large.