Lyrics 1 Mob - Joe Blow, Philthy Rich, Husalah

1 Mob

At least eleven people were gunned down in what has been an incredibly violent
three days across the bay area
Police say a triple shooting yesterday in San Francisco
Three men were found shot to death today
And in Oakland six people were murdered since Saturday.
Police are trying to
figure out if any of these crimes are related
Five shootings in the past twenty-four hours, have left one person dead
It was a bloody weekend in Oakland where violence claimed the lives of at least
four people and brought the total homicides for the year to 101
I’m really stripping shit
Really bare-facing shit
When I shot my first nigga, I was loving it
You a sucker bitch
In the house tucking shit
Me and my niggas, on the block and we loving it
I’m getting money out the pack bitch
Riding 'round town yeah with that thirty on strap shit
More than one hustle, like HD
Riding 'round with the Sig, or the XD
On my hip is a G man bitch
The whole hood riding 'round talking free Bands bitch
Shout out Blood, and my nigga Philthy Rich
Can’t forget JA, my nigga fifty states
I’m trynna touch fifty states with the loud pack
Get in the way of that, and get yo ass stamped
Me and my niggas, we laid the whole spot down
And left out the bitch, with like sixty-five pounds
Yeah, they call me Lil AJ
I’m riding 'round in the hood with the baby AK (smack, smack)
Blow
Check a real nigga out
Sliding through the East, Glock on my lap
With my bare-face niggas so I don’t need a mask
Money over bitches so I only need her pass
And you know I’m pushing coke so I don’t really need her ass
Posted on the block got the chopper by the trash
Hit a fence and a gate every time I see the task
Sliding through my block, gon' be leaving in a bag
And I’ll put my hammer down and still beat a nigga ass
These niggas is suckas
And I put that on my mother
My niggas is Mob, cause them my other brothers
I’m ready to slide on niggas fucking with the hustle
And I came with thirty, but all I needed was a dozen
Just ask my little cousin bruh, I been with the shit
And you know the forty on me and I extended the clip
This niggas up in love but I’m sending this bitch
And I’m respecting every corner that I bend in the whip
Ay yo I rock to the neck
With the chop to the neck
Catch a nigga selling crack on his block to the neck
Have his momma sitting on a bitch to the neck
While the preacher talking all that punk shit to the neck
Nigga it’s the Mob
It’s only One Mob
It’s Husalah, Husalah
Still killing and rob
Bust a nigga head like a watermelon
When the bitches on my dick, suck me up, niggas telling
That’s why I stay, mobbing in my drop top
Wit' a long chop
Lil' hand thang
I told the bitch, to gimme a lil' head bitch
And at the same time bring a lil' bread bitch
You niggas touch kissing bitches
While I’m in the kitchen whipping
Gettin' richer and richer
With this big thang
But niggas switching up
That’s why this big thang
Got two switches on the side
Hitting niggas up
That’s one, three shot burst in this fully
You want no funk nigga cause I’m coming fully
Prepared
Niggas scared
Niggas better go to church
Talking with that punk shit, I’m a wipe your whole turf
Down, and make that shit silent
When you funking with the Mob nigga, it get violent
While you niggas on the net pushing on keyboards
I got this long thang mobbing, it’s the Mob boy
Standing on Sem, a hundred thousand in diamonds
Same block that a nigga used to nickel and dime in
Pockets full of new money
All these foreigns do two hundred
Can’t sleep, paranoid, the mattress stuffed with two hundred
These red bottoms that I’m rocking size forty-five
Nigga better know I’m rocking with this forty-five
Look my killer in his eye before he take my life
Double back on his ass, a nigga make it through the night
Fast ass rapping get you gunned down faster
We on five nine have it done before he hit
Young Philthy out hustling blow
I was really outside with them customers hoe
Believe none of what you hear and half of what you see
In the kitchen remixing turning one, two, three
Two shooters with me now but there’s usually three
Nigga I was a V you were