You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit. First I load the clip and then I make the hit. I know some y'all can't fade this. Lench Mob niggas are the craziest. So you and your boys are ass-out. When I'm rollin in a seven-deuce glass house. The Mob ain't nothing but a menace. When we get the motherfucking dog in us. Playing them old beats. I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies. Ready to peel your cap. You can't believe "Faces of Death" on wax. Some say the Mob ain't positive. Man fuck that shit cause I gots to live. How I live and you could either give a fuck punk. Yo or get your ass bucked. Some rappers are heaven-sent. But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent. So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job. I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob. To be down with the Mob is simple. Mind your own you want a spot find your own. And take mine if you're badder than the strong man. I do the right thing I do the wrong thing. Do anything cause I ain't faking the scene. It's all about how much bacon you bring. And if you see something from the gat I will stuff it. Yo you ain't seen nothing. Cause if you testify you're living blind. Cause in the city you live and let die. Rolling with the fools One Time can't beat. On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet. He said "I know you" I said "you might. My name is Ice Cube I did a song you didn't like". So he soaked me up like Bounty. Had to do a week in the county. A piece of cake it was just like a party. Cause in the county you know everybody. No I didn't kill or steal or rob. Locked up for what cause I'm rollin wit the Lench Mob. If you know a female that's rollin with the Lench Mob. Watch your step cause the gat is kept. In the purse like my homegirl Yo-Yo. You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no. Cause if you are I'll be the first one to bust you out. After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out. Get the picture or bitch. You'll get the eighty-six. If she wanna try and mix. Business and pleasure make up your own mind. You gotta be a hoe on your own time. Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep. Yo the Mob is still deep. And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit. You thought you got with the crew you can't get with. So get the noose ready for the lynching. Now 235 is what I'm benching. But nowadays it's still not enough. I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush. Give me the gat step back and watch me do the job.