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letra de mob ties - kam fastlife

[intro]
i’m just sittin’ courtside
if you want some beef, then they gon’ grab that .45
pull up in a sprinter, you gon’ see that door slide
and we shootin’ at yo’ fitted, b-tch it’s war time

[chorus]
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died

[verse]
i was down on my ass for a couple days
it was raining on my head, then the thunder came
needed money, had to find out another way
so much loud, it feel like im ’bout to suffocate
n-ggas talking down on me, n-ggas love to hate
how you cappin’ then you put it on yo’ brother’s grave
i got a bad b-tch, and she gon’ let me f-ck her face
she said she love me, i don’t got her number saved
you say you love me, i know you wanna see me dead
shoot a n-gga in his dome, turn his beanie red
i remember i was sleeping on a teeny bed
i was down, i was broke, with a peezy head
[chorus]
all my n-ggas shootin’ i’m just sittin’ courtside
if you want some beef, then they gon’ grab that .45
pull up in a sprinter, you gon’ see that door slide
and we shootin’ at yo’ fitted, b-tch it’s war time
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died

[verse 2]
im tryna’ bust down a rollie i don’t got time
if he in the way then imma’ leave him lopside
he think he hard, just because he got his glock-9
now that n-gga on the news, he on fox 5
i had to get it on my own, i had to grind and hustle
i be holdin’ up that strap with my designer buckle
i came her to f-ck, b-tch i ain’t tryna cuddle
if they run up on the gang i swear them guys in trouble
i won’t stop ’til im riding with the top open
’til im flexin’ on that ho that had me heartbroken
i just smoked a couple blunts, now they c-ckroaches
now i’m zooted off my ass, i cannot focus
i ain’t have no heat, it was cold as sh-t
but even when i’m broke i know my soul is rich
f-ck n-gga mad cuz i stole his b-tch
i’m with the gang, yea that’s only who im rollin’ with
[chorus]
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died
you can’t hang with the gang, f-ck a mob tie
if it’s shots fired, we poppin’ like peroxide
i ain’t sleep, i was stayin’ on that block tired
we had a celebration every time an opp’ died

- kam fastlife

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