[Intro:]. Yeah mobbin' ya hear me?. Long live the mob yeah. Then that feel mine for life. Out of pocket things happen to out of pocket people you hear me?. So stay in pocket 'fore I get into your pockets. Yeah you mark ass niggas big game. You motherfuckers keep violating the shit mane. I'm at the center of hit squad man back at you Fat Dave. Larry P mobbin' niggas whom got open ya hear me?. Yeah we got Mack mizzle in this bitch yeah. Mobbin for real ya heard me?. [Verse 1:]. All life nigga all right nigga. You know we mobbin for real. Young niggas come through with the steel. Ain't nothing for you ass to get killed. Your banana get pealed. You're fucking with the right one. So you're looking the wrong way with the right gun. Psyche nigga you keep doin what you do thinking that you a gangsta. 50 Cent said the best you niggas just a wankster. Don't' make me just kill like this part my job. Cash money young money bitch I'm part of the mob. Nigga beat it bout to move out to Kentucky. We take over everything. From Louisville to Lexington them bitches tryna fuck me. I already know when I drop there I'm good. How they grow nigga that's my motherfucking hood. Shouts out the tune. We shittin' on this niggas like we woke up eating prunes. Who the fuck wanna test us we coming soon. We at yo front door before you wake up. Jack on your cake and yo make up. Excuse me and Jake up then take your bitch out the crib. And ski skirt on our make-up that's how we feel nigga. This shit is real nigga this shit is real nigga. That's how we feel nigga beat it holla at me yea. [Interlude:]. The Akron you heard me?. I crawled around these niggas tearing up shit. Believe that yeah west I was fine. Yeah I will snap your motherfuckin cap. Imagine that out here in this motherfucking Miami. Doing it big lie you heard me?. Me and my nigga Mack Haly Grove. [Verse 2:]. You understand nigga I don't play football. But like Pacman I'll be riding in that ghost. If you approach I can make you a ghost. Get your ass up with that toast snd take your bread. When I fill you with that led. You heard what I said nigga. Don't try to play dummin' like you're stupid retarded. My niggas loopin be come through. And make it funky like fat man when he farted found your body. Like when Ricky did them boys in the hood. You see my boys is still hood nigga. We puff good nigga you know we should nigga. Leave you niggas on deck roll feeling like shook nigga. Ridin up the block like I'm popped bustin shots. Who the fuck would wanna test y'all niggas just not. What we is what we ain't uh fuck it man. I put about a mill on the Saints I don't care. Bonnie boys we run up on county boys with them toys like brr. Stick up! Aha stick up B. [Interlude:]. Bitch ass nigga. My nigga forward to shit you heard me?. Yeah I'm motherfucking on do it like this. One time man. We all get this shit one time man. You hear me?. Send a bitch dot com. I warn you ya'll some of this pivid man. But it ain't no real hold alive you hear me?. [Verse 3:]. Put a bitch on a track fuck a rap. Niggas know that them bitches get slapped but they ain't got my stacks. That's the reason why they call me Mack big pimpin. Off the Gulf Coast big shrimpin'. Mobsters still eating lobster pulling up in a Boxter. Polo mother fucking horses that what's on my boxers. Bitch I don't want box ya I pop ya. Leave you in the motherfucking grave not they box ya. Six feet deep is where you be I'll even see in the shit. If a nigga playin with me he eternally sleep. Uh I put on my wall face pull up on bumping that Scarface. And leave with a scarred face. Who the fuck would wanna test me and my nigga?. We quick to pull triggers yeah we still getting figures. Yeah some young money niggas yeah. Cash money niggas yeah. West coast niggas yeah. South coast niggas yeah. Blast if you protégé nigga. [Outro:]. That's what we do. Yea my nigga throwin layups at the motherfuckin basket right now you heard me?. Yea them jump shots from the drop. Believe that. Just fuckin with em