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letra de want what - c-mob

[verse 1: t-rock]
i’m a man on a mission taking no sh-t
with a big 4-5th sitting on the passenger seat
i get cash in the street
i don’t think you wanna bite the bullet when i pull it man i’m fast with the heat
i can say that i done been through the good, the bad, the ugly, and all of the above
all make em the bitter
you can see the poverty and pain of real n-ggas in carmel
we call that the motivation of a drug dealer
i ain’t tripping he ain’t making me none
i keep my faith in god gripping a gun on the corner
because if it didn’t k!ll me then it’s making me stronger than ammonia so i’mma last longer
i heard you got a 9 but you ain’t f-cking with mob because the barrel of the 4-5s on ya
i can smell the aroma of death when i’m up on ya
chopping you n-ggas up like bologna
i bet you get enough of eyeing me right
you n-ggas trynna be hype
but to be finally fight
i got my lawyer paid off so i’m dying to strike
all it take is a phone call to be dying tonight
i give a n-gga a dunk off for trying to fight
n-ggas head for the heels to the eye tonight
you think iron mike until i break the two like you’re running for a hoe like to blind your [mics?]
see bait make the fly fish you
i sit back and polish pistols
my cartridge is filled up to the brim with rocket missiles
i’m willing and ready for any opponent
i’mma take ranks so you best not flaunt it
ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum on the b-tch
y’all n-ggas don’t want it
[hook: t-rock]
y’all n-ggas don’t want it (x4)
y’all hoes don’t want it (x4)

don’t start no sh-t it won’t be no sh-t (x2)
won’t be no sh-t if you don’t start no sh-t (x2)
look
ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum on the b-tch (x4)
what n-gga want what (x4)

[verse 2: slikk]
yeah
look ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum on the b-tch
what n-gga want what
n-ggas always wanna f-ck with slikk till i put my gun out thinking that he tough n-gga don’t buck
cause i got a automatic k with unlimited ammunition
think i’m slipping
run up on me n-gga while i’m chilling and man i guarantee yo ass gone come up missing
shots, ripped from the clip if you pop
sh-t with my clip you’ll get dropped
quick in the ditch you’ll get hot
sh-t to yo lip b-tch
a n-gga better realize if he wanna see the gods then he better increase his size
and n-gga look me in my eyes and you will see deep inside the mind of n-gga ready for homicide
your momma died so you f-cking with the clan
thinking i’m playing i got the sh-t up in my hand
b-tch i’mma leave a p-ssy n-gga laying where he stand
cause i had to pop a n-gga like a f-cking rubber band
get bowled b-tch
i’mma cut your throat open lip’ll hold
let the blood just flow b-tch
n-ggas always wanna act swole but they never wanna go when they see i got four clips
more sh-t finna pop off thinking i’m soft well i got a ak for that
and after i take yo life motherf-cker it’s too bad i can’t give it back
and man i can’t forget about that mini mac
jump it off
kick back many rounds
boy you better get yourself a bigger gat
or you is gonna find yo ass up in the ground
[hook: t-rock]
y’all n-ggas don’t want it (x4)
y’all hoes don’t want it (x4)

don’t start no sh-t it won’t be no sh-t (x2)
won’t be no sh-t if you don’t start no sh-t (x2)
look
ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum on the b-tch (x4)
what n-gga want what (x4)

[verse 3: c-mob]
b-tch i will show no repences
this is what will happen if you try to f-ck with some menaces
get the f-ck off of my premesis
or i will do you just like cain did abel in genesis
you do not wanna come battle me
cause i am ready for combat and causing fatalities
you will get merked automatically
and that’s regardless of religion or nationality
i will put at least 8 slugs in fake thugs who hate cause i’d rather make war than make love
and taste blood on my taste buds (ugh)
you’re about to get bludgeoned so if you wanna come get it and bring all your cousins
and i am not nudging
i will stay posted up k!lling em off by the dozens
are you ready for death today?
i will be blowing your chest away
ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum against yo pepper spray
leaving your body left to lay
in the dirt watching your flesh decay
start sh-t, i’m finna do some sh-t
get the crucifix it’s best to pray
hoping that there was no static
if you wanna have it then come try to step and be crushed
got two semi-automatics a murder fenatic and i’ll make the weapon rebust
and sever the guts
you’re left in the dust
cause when i go off i’m definitely nuts
as soon as my finger is hitting the trigger i’m unleashing h-ll with a heavenly touch
[hook: t-rock]
y’all n-ggas don’t want it (x4)
y’all hoes don’t want it (x4)

don’t start no sh-t it won’t be no sh-t (x2)
won’t be no sh-t if you don’t start no sh-t (x2)
look
ak-47 clip with a fifty round drum on the b-tch (x4)
what n-gga want what (x4)

- c mob

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