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Gucci Mane - Mob Shit Lyrics

Mob Shit
All my listeners need to listen up
Because I'm rich as f***
No petitioner my peninsula
Imma finish her perpendicular
Whats a pencil for?
What the pistol for
Get the rental car
I'm not into her
Talking shit to her
Strapped with a suit like a minister
I'm sinister, grab your sister dismember her
Dropping damage on screamin f*** the law
Smoking out the jar
Hating on me ain't gone get you very far
And my doors ajar, fuc*** your mom
Woke up in a jar
If I fuc*** her raw, coulda been ya pa'
Shining like a star
You a fraud
Made the crowd applaud
Gotta thank the lord
For my boy, brick squad
Money over broads
Mob shit mob shit
Get a ni*** wild quick
All my niggas hittin licks
All my bitches sell bricks
Mob shit Mob shit
Get a ni*** robbed quick
All my niggas hittin licks
All my bitches sell bricks
You ni*** leaving with the ones
I can't indulge in that
The bitch try to hug me I won't hug her back
I can walk through this bitch for like 35 racks
Promoter say he never seen a club so packed
I got racks on racks I got tatts on tatts
Think I took steroids when you check my stats
A 20million dollar bitch when I met my match
Rolling stone where my homies lay I laid my hat
Fuck a home got a ??? with 15 straps
15 people dealing gotta sell this crack
Cold hard as the ??? that is on my lap
A weak link in the chain holding too much slack
(Wop!)
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