Mob Lingo ft. Monopoly Gee Lyrics

Gotta stay focus on the check

But niggas don't wanna see me up

It be crazy how my old friends and the opps does be teamin' up

Bullets just like icy hot

Cause when they hit they gone freeze you up

When they comin' out the pipe

Them bitches hot like chlamydia

Yeah these hoes would set you up

So why you out here believin' em

They left me when I was down

They can't come back when they see me up

I get my own style

My own wave

My own drip

So when they see me

They know I be mobbin' wit the sticks

And I just want the bag

But you looking for fame and shit

And if he violate we leaving with he brain and shit

We put a hole up in his face if he act out

He actin' like a bad man

So we spinnin' with the macs out

You would think I is a Civic

Cause a nigga quick to crash out

Think I is a mouse

Cause all a nigga want is cheese

Linin' up he top wit the chop

It got a beam

Swing that cutta round

And spin the block like a frisbee

Hit niggas back to back like Lebron in Miami

These niggas out here capping

Tryna play bad for fame

Don't care bout ya boyfriend

'Cause we know that he is a lame

And that gyal is a hoe

Boy she done run through the whole team

Knock out he thoughts

And let that shit hang like dreads

Paint he block like Picasso

Connect dots on he head

He claim he steppin' on shit

But that nigga really scared

Think this 40 is a pencil

'Cause I fill him up with lead

He do that shit for attention

That nigga ain't really street

Slappin' up bout when he catch me

But that day ain't never come

Anytime they sendin' smoke

Boy you know I never run

She looking lil foreign

I tryna figure out where she from

She grip that stick like a rider

And let fifty out the drum

She thuggin' and she sweet just like a sugar plum

Every time I get up on the beat

You know I goin' dumb

Tryna blow up and just shine brighter than the sun

Brighter than the sun

Them bullets warm a nigga up like he under the sun

From it's smoke my niggas rushing through just to make sure ya done

My niggas be on that bullshit like that nigga Kriss Dunn

That beef ain't over until somebody mommy cooking souse

Can't mind these pussies slappin' up

Cause they ain't really on shit

Can't trust a bitch who say they loyal they turn out to be babbits

Spinnin' on niggas bends

Started to become my main habit

Cause niggas already know

That Monopoly is a savage

Couple shots out the glock leave a nigga in a casket

Coroners come to zip ya dead ass up just like a jacket

When I catch the opps lackin' I ask them niggas what's happenin'

So bitch what's poppin'

You was talkin' tough on the net now I finally catch you

Choppa doing yoga the way the bullets fucking stretch you

Put a bag on ya head and tell them niggas to come get you

This glock sensitive

Come to close

Them bullets comin' at you

From he send the addy my steppers comin' to hunt you down

They got couple dracs and them bitches be holdin' a hundred rounds

I don't advise a nigga to play round

Cause them things be round

And from a nigga play round

He body gettin' lost and not found