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letra de we da mob - jayo sama

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[intro]
we da mob, screaming f-ck the law
and i stay with the rod, n-gg- i swear to god
jayo sama bringing drama to you and yo mama. (hol’ up)

[chorus]
i had to shoot a f-ck n-gg- ’cause i heard he k!lled my dawg
riding with the rod, n-gg- pull up, b-tch i swear to god
hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop
i hang around thugs. we got so much guns, they think we da mob
jigging all day, i’m still out here trapping all night
i be on the road, trafficking, running red lights
all my opps know, when they see jayo it’s on sight
imma let it blow, n-gg- i’m really down to take your life

[verse 1]
skrt skrt skrt on a f-ck n-gg-
pull up like what’s up n-gg-, aye, i’m gon’ bust n-gg-
we gon slide out, aye, where you hide out
call up rondo, uh, bring them nines out
i’m like f-ck a friend. i’m screaming f-ck a b-tch
why would you call again? she too busy sucking d-ck
i stay out the way, hoe stay out my face
n-gg-s wanna hate, ’cause jayo getting paid
but i stay with heat, yuh, n-gg-s be talking beef
somebody call the police, jayo just hit yo skreet
i shoot for my team, aye, i shoot ’til you bleed
shoot ’til you can’t breathe, aye, shoot ’til you six feet
in a foreign coupe, aye, i got that foreign juice
i only f-ck with bad b-tches, my b-tch foreign too
f-cking yo old lady, aye, she wanna have my baby
got sauce, i’m dripping gravy, aye, p-ss that hoe like brady

[chorus]
i had to shoot a f-ck n-gg- ’cause i heard he k!lled my dawg
riding with the rod, n-gg- pull up, b-tch i swear to god
hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop
i hang around thugs. we got so much guns, they think we da mob
jigging all day, i’m still out here trapping all night
i be on the road, trafficking, running red lights
all my opps know, when they see jayo it’s on sight
imma let it blow, n-gg- i’m really down to take your life

[verse 2]
i was out here in these streets, i ain’t like going to school
i struggled financially, you know i ain’t know what to do
but when it came to beef, yeah i always kept a tool
lil n-gg-s wanna be like me but i do not think it’s a cool
i ain’t wanna live this life, n-gg- i was chosen
n-gg-s wanna take my life, that’s why i keep it on me
they like “why you go so hard?” ’cause i miss my homies
swear to god i’m gonna blow this rod if i see my opponents
k!ll you then skrt off in the benz
my brudda, i don’t be around friends
my shooter gon’ ride ’til the end
when we shoot, we gon’ shoot at the rim
f-ck n-gg- don’t f-ck with the jayo
pull up, just know i’m gon’ score
we da mob, keep it on the low
we da mob because n-gg- we zoes

[chorus]
i had to shoot a f-ck n-gg- ’cause i heard he k!lled my dawg
riding with the rod, n-gg- pull up, b-tch i swear to god
hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop
i hang around thugs. we got so much guns, they think we da mob
jigging all day, i’m still out here trapping all night
i be on the road, trafficking, running red lights
all my opps know, when they see jayo it’s on sight
imma let it blow, n-gg- i’m really down to take your life

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