Twista - Mobster'S Anthem lyrics

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Yeah we gonna do it like this

Mobsters reign, we hope you feel this

Speedknot Mobsters

My click been strugglin half a lifetime tryin to get our shit on

got no G's to sit on, even so niggas sell packs to get on

but let me take you to a place

where these niggaz learn to better pain and stress

look a murderer in the face, comin up with a wilder range you're blitzed

1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken you

fleein through the front door, and we gotta do one more

even though dealer watchin me like the lottery

we can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecy

Well mobbin what can be better than weed, drinks, bitches and loot?

hangin off 20 G's cause you got more money to scoop

lives a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers

constantly eyed by neighbors, who do the Feds favors?

it aint no major dough, what this lady yeya blow

as long as its payin me for my occupation criminal

pullin up on hoes, as the weed smoke blows, the absence of a mobsters presence

is the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, it rolls, the pearl white O's

mobile, shit im a ride high til i die, get killed

smoke like fields, forever dodgin blue shields,

we're blue steel i got full proof escape skills

we're paper chasin leavin trails of shell cases

and chasin to the part of your body

where the bloods wasted, on the life taken

Chicago aint a city its a nation

its all this my foundation within the mobster organization

If its gonna be shakin it up, if its gonna be cookin it up

if it aint hustlin and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin it up

(well I'm a payin mobster for life, caught with gold and ice)

(Speedknots roll two shots too cold to die, know im a get high)

its an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang

callin cops for thangs, readin to squab or bang

takin your riches, cause we know we snatchin your bitches

the wish I reign my family gotta maintain , its a mobster thang

Im a fat booty fuckin, love gettin the sucks in and bustin

givin niggers punkin heads for nothin, while bumpin, handle my functions

my pistles pumpin, got hoes jumpin, a mobstas always into somethin

I can feel Killuminati lookin over my shoulder

somethin keeps tellin me to get mine before its over

smokin on plenty of buddahs, the brand to get blessed, with forgiveness

for the last time I'm sent on the survivin quest

from hustlin 24-7 to makin niggas get undressed

The mobster in me got to be obsessed

with lucci and success, so I can care less

if I gotta be lootin and woopin,

I'm sick of beggin niggas for rides

id rather be the one thats scoopin

cause in these last days its day to day hustlin for me, i wont rest here


fat ass chain and 3 blades,

trippin on that 2 faced, that nigga sweatin dick

while i rock the stage,

like these bitches is just tryin to get paid to give a nigga AIDS

like I can use it for turnin tricks

or either for hittin licks and then rap about the shit

in one the mobster's greastest hits,

and when we come to your town(?)then raise it

finest skunk we just can roll it up and blaze it

Im gonna make it through this New World Order if i gotta be rappin and robbin

you cant stop the Speedknot from mobbin and if you try we squabin

we waitin for you to fall off the square so you best keep your head up

when these shots how niggas roll, cause we dont believe in goin head up

On this week 100's, 50's, and dubs, trigger finger itchy with snubs

hit me wit love, black gloves, red eyes (?)

t-shirt up on my face, fucked up and ready, I cocked the 380,

got a grip that was steady adrenaline

rushin po-feddy, while lives is rolled with Sisqo

may we rock the tightest flows but tinto up with the clips though

gotta find out what yo pockets hit fo, cause i aint that scummie

mother fuck (?) got no time for rockin,

choppin in the car stoppin with a stack ofpacked money

but you trustin me, then I cup this shit,

snatch all of your luxury, try touchin me

actin tough as shit, my moms is a bust for me

fuckin me or make me hate you,

permanently sedate you, when the bullet penetrate

you its goin straight for your face you, unless we chase you

when we escape through your pockets

by all means neccesary the rest is secondary

comin for back til my flesh is buried, the test is carried for me to survive

and hope we still will be thick, with a trilogy click but now seven

mobstability shit

Ha, I just take a pull in the hail,

thinkin about my niggas thats locked up in jail

my mind dwells on crime sales, we wipin off mad shells

only time will tell if we gotta use em'

aint lookin for stack , but if we got into it

we gotta do it, ha, mobster anthem for life

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