2 love to the mob With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin' Dons Call up Slaughter Gang, you'll get your shit popped Draco with a drum, this bitch ain't never gon' stop We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit Green Store shit, it's the mob, bitch Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick (pussy) Pull up with a stick and these pussy's gettin' hit Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten, I'ma end His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta Mob shit, big sticks, get killed (bitch) Thought she was dancin' on the dick, that's the clip (bitch) We ain't gon' shoot up in the air, you gettin' hit Just GF, we ain't clickin' up with shit (brrrrrr) Got your hoe screaming "woah, woah, woah" My verses ten, we ain't gon' fold, fold, fold And you know we been havin' shit All of these niggas is average Swallow my dick just like a Brisk Do 25 hundred no Ethel Ridge So many blue strips, my pocket look like a Crip Throw it at peasants, fuck nigga, have it Ho I'm mobbin', you starvin' You a victim, I'm robbin' Hey, show some love to the mob With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin' Dons Call up YSL, you'll get your shit popped Draco with a drum, this bitch ain't never gon' stop We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit Green Store shit, it's the mob, bitch Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick (pussy) Pull up with a stick and these pussy's gettin' hit Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten I'ma end His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta Choppas on choppas on choppas on choppas On choppas on choppas on choppas Load up them choppas then go to your blocka Go blocka, go blocka, go blocka (kaboom!) We 'bout to smoke them boys Bring out the blocka, go fuck the crime stoppers Push sniff, I'm a Rasta (free world) Got shrimp in my pasta (shrimp in my pasta) If you the victim, victory, victory (victory) My bitch from Vietnam, I'm 'bout to eat her groceries (eat her groceries) You know how we rock, you 'bout to get re-rocked (re-rocked) It's so simple to touch you, I just got to reach out (reach out) Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten, I'ma end His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in We've committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta