Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song M.O.B. F.I.G.A.Z. , by - AP-9. Release date: 14.08.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
M.O.B. F.I.G.A.Z. |
| Don’t play me |
| I’m deadly in this G-A-M-E |
| My lead be aimin' at yo D-O-M-E |
| Behead me |
| It’s like one too many niggas jumped in the game |
| It’s like niggas in it for the muthafuckin' fame |
| Not me |
| Not AP |
| Everything I get on |
| Niggas know I spit on |
| Been in this shit since '93 |
| Rockin' a wife beat |
| Niggas know I’m upstreet |
| Nothin' but concrete |
| And you can catch me |
| Sittin' in a Bentley Azur |
| Gettin' tucked by your whore |
| Niggas know what I have in store |
| Niggas started movin' this coke |
| And the coke kept on movin' |
| So he hit the boat |
| A few niggas got smoked |
| And a few choked |
| That’s the way it goes |
| I’m livin' up under the «O» |
| They locked up Bo |
| And now I’m doin' it fuckin' solo |
| We fuckin' with them homos |
| No mo, no mo, no mo |
| Back to the block |
| Back to the Glock |
| And if they keep talkin' shit |
| Then get back to your pops |
| I’m havin' it not |
| Talk bread |
| Cut it up and choke it |
| And watch these suckas |
| Addin' up they losses |
| And I’m often |
| Flossin' get a nigga on chill |
| The nigga O Fed |
| I could kill a nigga at will |
| Fo' real |
| I’m tryin' to get a meal |
| Put a game in steel |
| Don’t say what a nigga want |
| Cuz you know what a nigga will |
| So I parked the big body |
| Hopped up like Gotti |
| Nothin' but a gangsta party |
| Lodi dodi |
| Niggas facin' hotties |
| All up in the party |
| Like sippin' on Bacardi |
| Suckin' on a lemon lime |
| We at the bar |
| Livin' the life of a star |
| No matter who you are |
| We takin' this shit by far |
| Look at my car |
| Look at me |
| Look at my ice |
| Look at yo wife man |
| Take a look at yo life man |
| It’s like this ya’ll |
| Tear 'em like a spitball |
| This is it ya’ll |
| Yo bitch wanna get the dick raw |
| I told her hold on |
| Hold up on the scrotum |
| While I fuck her from her back |
| This gun when it’s hauled in |
| A filthy fuckin' auto |
| Stick 'em to a mud or what |
| Always be a leader |
| Can never be a follower |
| The game goes up |
| And down like yoyo |
| And I bang knows |
| Straight to come and get that yayo |