Lyrics Mobb 4 Ever - C-Murder, Fiend, Prime Suspects

Mobb 4 Ever

We goin represent.\nGet in line in this motherfucker and tear it up ya heard me?\nWe goin mobb forever nigga we goin mobb forever.\nTRU niggas.\nI’m a mobb with my niggas forever\nI’m a mobb with my niggas forever\nI hope ya niggas feel me…\nI’m a mobb with my niggas forever\nI’m a mobb with my niggas forever\nUntil you bitches kill me\nBeen in this motherfuckin game too long to let any nigga get the best of me\nNiggas that be testin me never fulfill they destiny\nBustin for the fuck of it so run for cover\nThuggin from the beginning cause I was destined for hustle\nUntouchable, a made man\nCheck the piece on my neck and see I’m a paid man\nA TRU nigga, picture I’m on the winning team\nNiggas start shiverin soon as No Limit hit the scene\nSo what you scared for, you niggas acting like you don’t know\nI brought my whole fuckin click nigga, what the fuck you came for\nI’m a ride with ya, or die with ya\nFuck it, we came this far, I ain’t leavin without ya\nMr. Magic ain’t changable\nI rearrange your whole click and make em tameable\nCause I’m a soldier, that’s why they put me on the front line\nMr. Magic, the most nutorious of all times nigga\nNigga a motherfuckin rhymes you know they bustin shots\nI seen it with my own two eyes, never rat to the cops\nTied like dreadlocks, uzi’s and glocks are what we pack\nFuck limited straps, I know they comin they got my back\nOnly bust shots and rhymes with niggas that I fuck with\nSee some run with this click, these busters cant get with\nAnd if you just met me then forget me, you can’t come get me\nI ride with niggas and bitches that been with me\nIt’s a million motherfuckers lovin and hate it when we bust\nBut off your future self and stop when we be up in that blood\nI shine on my tank be touched, M-O-B and TRU we trust\nAll the side ??? all the ready to get that ass bust\nI holler why cause I mobb for ever\nType of nigga that get’s cloud without spittin the dust\nInterriagtion, naaah, never, I ain’t missin a one\n??? and watch a nigga that I’m hangin with go get em and split em\nAnd if a nigga don’t forget em leave em bust wide open\nLeave a spot lookin like the red ocean I ain’t bullshittin\nHead splittin, pass me sound ???, boy written\nThe Prime’s sounds can never be bitten, it was written\nAnd if you really wanna come and try to make that quest\nYou better have a bulletproof body vest, yes\nFiend, it’s your turn\nFiend get his nuts off, No Limit shottie gettin his bust off\nDust off, leave a smoker spinnin my fuck off\nGotta dust off the fingerprints, that can cause evidence\nAnd never catch me hesitant in the process of presidents\nI’m a TNT and M-O-B\nMr. F-I-E-N to the D\nB-A double D-S to the T\n??? the barrel is chrome\nCause your ass ain’t makin it home\nWe goin mobb forever\nI’m a mobb with my niggas no matter the mission\nJust point a finger at the picture and I’m a get em this issue\nFather forgive me for my sins, but these are my rhymes\nAnd if a nigga fuck with me best believe he’s goin die\nI’m protected by a mobb of crazy motherfuckers\nWho believe in busting shots to protect one another\nAnd if you fuck with one then all fifty goin come\nStrapped up, vest tight, ready to murder someone\nSome man in the world got a bullet with my name on it\nWilling to die for my niggas, I put my brains on it\nBack to back, we goin out in a gunfight\nLord forgive me, If I gotta I’m a die tonight\nWith my thugs, no love pullin them triggers\nTill I see blood face down in the mud with slugs\nI’m a mobb\nI’m a mobb with my niggas for eternity\nFuck unity, I hope you motherfuckers feelin me\nI’m layin my rules with these TRU niggas\nWe totin semi automatic triggers\nNow step up nigga\nWe bustin slugs until we go\nStrike up the teflon protectin me death for any nigga wanna see us go\nI’m a mobb with my TRU niggas forever\nBustin through stormy weather with nine milla berrettas\nChrome just for the setters\nHard times got me taking drastic measures\nI let ya, bitch I bet ya I wet ya\nMe and my family we swore we die\nThen we die together\nAnd if we rise then we rise together\nSo we chasing up the bloody cheddar\nAnd I’m a ride with my TRU niggas forever\nNigga M-O-B motherfucker, we hard hitters\nMy whole click has been to jail for drug dealin\nWe get rowdy and tear the fuckin club up\nCause ain’t none of my niggas ever gave a fuck\nAnd uh, we goin ride on our my enemies\nCause only TRU niggas can be a friend of me\nAnd only thug niggas feel my pain\nI’m down with M-O-B and I’m TRU to the game\nReal niggas don’t talk shit\nAnd if you run up wrong boy you might get your wig split\nI make moves with my tank dawgs\nNo Limit soldier for life and to them haters, fuck all yall\nNigga!