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Yeah-h-h-h, one two one two
Yeah, okay, now
You know who we got up in this b***h
M. O., M. O. B. B. B.

(Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped

(Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch)
And we don't give a f**k (fuck) like you don't give a f**k (fuck)
Death toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust
Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us
Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust
Catch me in that gt Coupe, with the flat screen drooped
In the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley
When I pass by, have you stuck, S. You. 's, black 'em up
Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up
That pop off, buck buck
Whips, go to Autosport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots
Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there
S**t can happen have yo' a**, disappear in thin air
My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not
S**t real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot
Ever gonna play me motherfuckers get shot (boy)
You b***h you call cop, you snitch and that's off top

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy n***a
We dead serious, you ni***z is livin jokes
You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my n***a
We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones
When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome
Y-y-y-yeah, that's right you heard me n***a, reach for your chrome
Meanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone
Meanin that s**t is out the window, we won't give it a thought
And we don't give a loud Moth*****k about who you are
What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved
(*Blam blam blam blam*) is all you hearin when you go at the Mobb
(*Blam blam blam blam*) is all I'm sayin if you tryin to talk
We what you would call, ni***z that talk it walk it and live it
You what we would call, ni***z who suck d**k for a living
Your music is not "Murder," you an Infamous mimic
Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

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