歌曲 | Mob Shit |
歌手 | Gucci Mane |
专辑 | Gucci Vs Guwop |
作词 : Radric Davis | |
作曲 : Radric Davis | |
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] | |
All my listeners need to listen up | |
Because I'm rich as **** | |
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 **** the law | |
Smoking out the jar | |
Hating on me ain't gone get you very far | |
And my doors ajar, ****ed your mom | |
Woke up in a jar | |
If I ****ed 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 | |
[Hook] | |
Mob shit mob shit | |
Get a nigga wild quick | |
All my niggas hittin licks | |
All my bitches sell bricks | |
Mob shit Mob shit | |
Get a nigga robbed quick | |
All my niggas hittin licks | |
All my bitches sell bricks | |
You nigga 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 | |
**** 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!) | |
[Hook] |
zuò cí : Radric Davis | |
zuò qǔ : Radric Davis | |
Verse 1: Gucci Mane | |
All my listeners need to listen up | |
Because I' m rich as | |
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 the law | |
Smoking out the jar | |
Hating on me ain' t gone get you very far | |
And my doors ajar, ed your mom | |
Woke up in a jar | |
If I ed 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 | |
Hook | |
Mob shit mob shit | |
Get a nigga wild quick | |
All my niggas hittin licks | |
All my bitches sell bricks | |
Mob shit Mob shit | |
Get a nigga robbed quick | |
All my niggas hittin licks | |
All my bitches sell bricks | |
You nigga 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 | |
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! | |
Hook |