Mob Ties lyrics

by

Trae tha Truth


[Chorus]
Bet you wonderin' how we got these straps in the club
b*tch, I got a full tucked
Bet they wonderin’ how we gettin' it in, ain't slowin’ up
Lot of cash, I ain't goin' back
Block hot, got to lay low
Residue all on the stove
Neighbors trippin', traffic need to slow
Down, servin' pounds for the low
Run in here, no, wouldn't do that
Send some shots straight through your durag
Hard times, hard times
n*gga had them mob ties, mob ties

[Verse 1]
Pull up in the hood to the new spot
Speed got the load in, and all of 'em's Addies
If Puncho don’t like you, he ruinin’ your package
My n*ggas wildin' every day for breakfast
Ride around high, don’t give no f*cks
I spin the block, you better duck
I shoot at you, we breakin' rules, I'm sweepin' road, whoa
Yeah, they wonderin’ how I got that automatic fire
b*tch, I got a full plug
Called up Tune, told him get me some bucks
Run in your sh*t while you sleep, you get punked
All of my n*ggas is with it
All of my n*ggas down to hit some missions
I just play dumb, n*ggas comin' up missin'
Know nothin', stay quiet, them n*ggas just fishin'
Ayy, I do this sh*t for my crew
Go against us, get put on the news
Solid n*ggas
All around me are solid n*ggas
Boy, don't try me, I fire at n*ggas
I pop out and put holes in your body, n*gga
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