| We got mob ties
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| I ain’t seen the sun rise since my dawg died
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| Bring that nigga back to me, I want him hogtied
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| Can’t slide for me without a body, you ain’t certified
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| No, you can’t hang with us, you can’t hang with us
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| You ain’t gon' bang for us, you ain’t bang with us
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| They know we dangerous, we so dangerous
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| They know we dangerous, turn a nigga to angel dust, yeah yeah
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| These niggas ain’t the same as us
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| Them niggas green, they ain’t share the same pain as us
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| For cool points, I know niggas’ll bust a brain for us
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| Don’t slide to run to Instagram, 'cause that shit lame to us
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| Don’t feed into the bullshit, won’t get no fame from us
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| And I’m that same young nigga, know I won’t change for nothin'
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| You know they hate to see you shinin' when you came from nothin'
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| Might drop a bag on some diamonds, bitch, come take it from me
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| I got some shooters, bust that drake until it stop spittin'
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| Only the strong survive, that’s why some of the opps dead
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| Told my brother I won’t be satisfied until they knock me
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| Another day, another homicide, that’s how I be feelin'
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| We got mob ties
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| I ain’t seen the sun rise since my dawg died
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| Bring that nigga back to me, I want him hogtied
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| Can’t slide for me without a body, you ain’t certified
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| No, you can’t hang with us, you can’t hang with us
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| You ain’t gon' bang for us, you ain’t bang with us
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| They know we dangerous, we so dangerous
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| They know we dangerous, turn a nigga to angel dust, yeah yeah
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| KOBK, so we just got a K
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| My brother stressin', he just caught a case
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| Opps die, we celebrate like a holiday
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| We know the truth but that’s on you, that’s all I can say
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| Tit-for-tat, strap for strap, that’s how I like to play
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| Fall back and fade away like I’m Mike and J
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| They know we got that Miley Cyrus like I’m Billy Ray
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| They say it cost to be the boss, you know the price to pay
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| Head-busters and drug dealers, I hang with 'em
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| Ain’t want that shit around me but it just came with 'em
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| I know a lot of niggas died, let that fame kill 'em
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| Want attention, we gon' hit 'em with them pain killers
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| We got mob ties
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| I ain’t seen the sun rise since my dawg died
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| Bring that nigga back to me, I want him hogtied
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| Can’t slide for me without a body, you ain’t certified
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| No, you can’t hang with us, you can’t hang with us
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| You ain’t gon' bang for us, you ain’t bang with us
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| They know we dangerous, we so dangerous
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| They know we dangerous, turn a nigga to angel dust, yeah yeah |