Damn son Where'd you find this? Trapaholics Real trap city We got glizzies with them laser pennies Tuck it in our jeans, while they gleam You know that's the mob, you know that's the team Think I'm funny, well I ain't no dummy, why you looking bummy Pass the tooly, aim it at the spleen Watch the others scream YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team YBN, yeah, we getting money, no we not no dummies Got the .40, I'ma up it quick, if you looking funny I got rastas, rolling off the cruddy, rolling off the monkeys If I blow and I miss the shot, man you really lucky (really lucky) I'm in Luckland with a couple niggas and they pulling triggers In the deep, with a couple hittas, coming out to get you I'm in deep hoe, with the dirty clip, dumping at your whip On no even, with a fifty stick, you no they with the shits I'm in chicken, yeah I got it on me, shoot you and your homie I don't need no fucking friend, I shoot you by my lonely (yeah) If the police come, then you know I'm going out like Tony (nigga) But if I get away, I take your money and your Rollie (nigga) A nigga want that static, I'ma push that shit back Got Diablo in the back, and yeah, he ready with that rack Make one false move and my niggas gon' clap (niggas gon' clap) Tied your body up, put you in the sewers with the rats (the rats) We got glizzies with them laser pennies Tuck it in our jeans, while they gleam You know that's the mob, you know that's the team Think I'm funny, well I ain't no dummy, why you looking bummy Pass the tooly, aim it at the spleen Watch the others scream YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team Say YBN, you know that's the mob, you know that's the team Nigga This is a certified hood classic