FaceMob in the house
GB
Chuck Nice
Willie D y’all
Uh-huh
I guess I’ll open it up
Y’know?
[Scarface]
It’s on, ring the alarm
Got a full metal jacket and the P7 I’m clutchin in my palm
When the first shot ring out, the last man standin
Be the last man they bring out, ain’t nobody starin
n#gg#z is gettin somewhere they know the gunner ain’t for play
He got some n#gg#z in the parkin lot sparkin off the AK
So rat-tat-tat, tat ’til yo’ #ss hit the motherf#ckin flo’
What that FaceMob lookin like ho?
You want drama, I’ma send it at you full speed p#ss#
The last of this motherf#ckin species, push me
When it’s on end your life, f#ck who wrong you was right
You the n#gg# center stage, better go and get a stripe
Cause tonight, you f#cked with big dawgs but they bite
Now I’m at you with a vengeance n#gg#, go and grab the mic
I don’t threaten m#th*rf#ck*rs in the booth, I’m the truth
I was out there in the hood, n#gg# where the f#ck was you?
[Chorus 2X: Scarface]
I’m quick to introduce n#gg#z to real n#gg# sh#t
I don’t b#llsh#t with n#gg#z, I kill n#gg#z quick
Face the motherf#ckin facts, you a rapper I’m a killer
I’m respected in these streets cause I’m a real-ass n#gg#
[Willie D]
I don’t pay too much attention, to a n#gg# with lip
As long as the dawg barkin, he can’t bite sh#t
They got yo’ record in the store you f#ckin clown
They got my motherf#ckin record downtown
Stop crook, everybody know you mushy
You transparent, and I can see you p#ss#
p#ss#, p#ss# p#ss#, up in your drawers
All you need is some weed and alcohol
b#tch n#gg#z get dusted, I’m here to stay so get adjusted
If I can see it, I can bust it
You can round up every m#th*rf#ck*r you know
But when the time say so, I’ma get wit’chu ho
I know you prayin that protection talk gon’ get you saved
But n#gg# you ain’t doin nuttin but diggin your grave
And you talk about that gangsta sh#t, it’s so funny
If a n#gg# think you real, I’m the motherf#ckin Easter Bunny
All that b#llsh#t you talkin I don’t buy all that
I hit yo’ #ss in the head with a car jack
Rat-a-tat tat ’til your dick-suckin #ss twitch
Now what that Willie D lookin like, b#tch?
[Chorus]
[Bushwick Bill]
Now which one of y’all n#gg#z got beef with me?
Ain’t none of y’all m#th*rf#ck*r more street than me
Y’all some ho-ass n#gg#z, Mo’-ass n#gg#z
Mario Winans “I Don’t Wanna Know” #ss n#gg#z
Too timid to check a hoe-ass n#gg#z
Washin dishes and moppin the flo’ #ss n#gg#z
Meet ’em on the po’ch, shut the do’ #ss n#gg#
Fo’-fo’ calico totin #ss n#gg#z
f#ck with Bushwick, and watch your push get
Pushed back to the white meat, m#th*rf#ck*r
No doubt we pack heat, m#th*rf#ck*r
Lift yo’ #ss off your feet m#th*rf#ck*r
FaceMob make music to driveby to
f#ck with me I’ll have you lookin out one eye too
Now listen to a real n#gg# spit
A small introduction to some real n#gg# sh#t
[Chorus]
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