Twista - Mob Up Lyrics
[intro]Yeah, mobsta style for you mutha*****as, you know what Im sayinWe fin to bring this shit like this hereThis mutha*****in chi shit, check it out[chorus 1]The niggas in my mob cant be touchedYou best to mob up to come *****in with us, oh noNiggas in my mob bring the heatYou best to mob up *****in with the elite, oh no[liffy stokes]You just a ***** in the sky, I hear criescause you cant whistle for your guysSurprise when you saw this pistols in your eyesSo I peal like mere mortals, bet I shoot bloody portalsTo mutha*****as who owe us, niggas die, causin horrifyin (? )My passion for blastin made me an assassin on all enemies that work usWhose purpose is to serve (? ) timbs til they high and they hurt usMurders got us murders, I pull my weed and gun outBlastin til they run in the house while I got the blunt in my mouth[mayz]We in a rage bustin rapidly like when Im on stageIt dont get no rougher than liffy stokes, twista and mayzIn the blood of your day, then lay flat on your backThen while he *****in your hoeThe mob gon be straight coppin you stack[twista]Your mob lacks, ima defeat you run three-two on contactCogniac, get me strapped with the black gat itchin to bomb backHoes cant get no sleepBullets hit your chin for the grief that you bring usShots hit his face as he grabs his chestThen we watch him bleed through his fingersNow come on, come all, but if all come all fall, ***** all yallWe road dawgs, then I come gunnin, niggas runnin like they sold yallIn the heat of the night, the (? ) static we start upGuards up, while we come strapped they come ready to mob up[chorus 2 w/ 1]If its static, one of my niggas gon get two niggasTwo of my niggas gon get four niggasFour of my niggas gon get more niggasThats more triggers meaning more killersYou mutha*****as better mob up[repeat][liffy stokes]Its a static, its automatic, so grab the automaticsAnd pumps and pull the triggers and make some niggas look acrobaticI was cold but frantic, the foes have panickedThey got bloods blew out their dome, bet the bullets run rapidI kept bustin for the love of hustlin squeezin my wessonRuger, gang (? ) maneuvers, niggas wanna be bruisers but Im a shooter***** the squad, because when its said and doneLiffy stokes will do some poppin[short skit][liffy stokes]Nigga the devils knockin at your *****in doorWith some hot ones and toeAnd ready to hit em with nothin less than fourNigga let me go, Im bout to pop this *****You know you know the lick, art of the mobsta click***** the argument, mob elites runnin up apartmentsKickin in doors pistol whippin hoes be heartlessSearches as the bullets marches between your archesMake one call and wait and reload the cartridge[chorus 2 w/ 1] - (2x)[mayz]You cant even mess with a mobsta, nigga, is you sick in the headI torture that ass and have you overdosing on leadOr maybe I just leave you cut up, drippin and deadWith your crew skippin town scared, my lead gon lead their ass redDont get misled, dont mistake me for somebody but a soldierThe elite niggas got more death than aids and ebolaGetting old and colderI be quick to (? ) start uppin but that chip off your mutha*****in shoulder[twista]Behold the stack folder, gun holder, aka blunt rollerMayz if I die for you get your (..? ..) and trap holderTo hurt particular niggas comin with perpendicular figuresCrushin triggers, yall niggas better bring back some memos[mayz]It really dont matter if that nigga pack a glock or a gaugecause whatever the ***** mayz blaze gon make him see his last dayTakin em out, my life and makin sure his cast staysJack em for his last days, thats how livin fast payNigga, you know the word on the streetIts the mobsta elite thats servin the streets to the rockin these beatsYou better have a nice way to greet us than rolling with your guysAnd you could still die in a multiple homicide[chorus 2 w/ 1] - (2x)Lets mob up[chorus 1] - (2x)
