Lyrics We da Mob - Jayo Sama

We da Mob

We da mob, screaming fuck the law
And I stay with the rod, nigga I swear to God
Jayo Sama bringing drama to you and yo mama.
(Hol' up)
I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg
Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch 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, nigga I’m really down to take your life
Skrt skrt skrt on a fuck nigga
Pull up like what’s up nigga, aye, I’m gon' bust nigga
We gon slide out, aye, where you hide out
Call up Rondo, uh, bring them nines out
I’m like fuck a friend.
I’m screaming fuck a bitch
Why would you call again?
She too busy sucking dick
I stay out the way, hoe stay out my face
Niggas wanna hate, 'cause Jayo getting paid
But I stay with heat, yuh, niggas 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 fuck with bad bitches, my bitch foreign too
Fucking yo old lady, aye, she wanna have my baby
Got sauce, I’m dripping gravy, aye, pass that hoe like Brady
I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg
Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch 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, nigga I’m really down to take your life
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 niggas wanna be like me but I do not think it’s a cool
I ain’t wanna live this life, nigga I was chosen
Niggas 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
Kill 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
Fuck nigga don’t fuck with the Jayo
Pull up, just know I’m gon' score
We da mob, keep it on the low
We da mob because nigga we Zoes
I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg
Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch 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, nigga I’m really down to take your life