Mob sh*t lyrics

[Intro: Big Bank Black & Bigga Rankin]
(Real n*gga radio)
A lot of n*ggas count the days they been locked up my n*gga
Why don't n*ggas just count the days they been free
Yuh, Duct Tape Mob sh*t n*gga
Y'all f*ck n*ggas fell the pressure we applying n*gga
Don't get it twisted n*gga
Trouble home n*gga
431 Days free to be exact n*gga
Nah mean?
I picked lil bro up in the armored truck
He told me the first day, the first--soon as the n*gga opened the door guess what he say?
"Big bro I'm bout to go hard on these n*ggas
Ain't taking these motherf*cking boots off n*gga
'Til we go get that boat, with AJ's name on the side n*gga" (Rest in Peace AJ)
He say he got me n*gga
And I feel the motherf*cking pain n*gga
Y'all f*ck n*ggas see what it is n*gga
Y'all see we strong out in these streets
A n*gga ain't playing n*gga
We 180th-Seminole, and shootouts n*gga
We beatin' these n*gga ass
Taking these n*gga hoes
Y'all f*ck n*ggas know what it is n*gga, mob sh*t

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Eh huh, think its a game if you want to
I recognize a lot of n*ggas keep guns on they side, but I know that they won't shoot
I kept my prison boots on for a reason (chain gang), I'mma stay in combat mode
You can call me Rambo, ammo unlimited man, I'mma really get to killing sh*t
A n*gga keep turning they back like they don't see this sh*t
Its like they smokin' all the weed but don't even hit
They never in the streets but always talkin' bout they thuggin'
I grab the cannon and I really get to bustin' b*tch
Gorilla Zoe know how I roll when I shot up his sh*t
Who goin' be next, Jeezy wanna make the list? (Jeezy?)
I get to p*ssin' on you pussies just for overlooking
And faking it when you know a n*gga shakin' sh*t
I'm from the city, you ain't seen, you don't know what I mean
Them n*ggas shoot your whole face off, Face/Off
I gave Black the word n*gga, I'mma take off
Me and [?] on the pill, posted on the hill
Just in case you don't, I bet you goin' know what it is
When I step up in this game
Trouble, Trouble, remember the name pus*y
[Interlude: Big Bank Black]
Hahahahahaha
See what I'm talkin' bout?
Young n*gga spittin' flames man
Ain't no mercy on you n*ggas man
(f*ck y'all n*ggas)
Young n*gga got that sh*t cross his neck cause he mean it, man
(No mercy n*gga)
Real mob sh*t, ya nahmean
We goin' but the house on these n*ggas man
We're applying pressure this year n*gga
2012 and beyond we on this sh*t
(We want it)
Its time for y'all f*ck n*ggas to go, n*gga
(b*tch I want it)
Get your passport n*gga
f*ck out the country n*gga
We run this sh*t
Mob sh*t, FSC n*gga

[Verse 2: Trouble]
Did you think it was a game?
When Alley told you pus*y n*ggas that we want in
I hope not, why not? Cause I won't bend
But you will get killed, amen
Now that's word to School smokin' bogies
Aimin' for dissin' like I'm Kobe, so act like you know me
General [?] my n*gga 90
My body is takin' over by liquor
Picture me callin' out shots, Pop! Pop!
Body drop, while I'm probably on the top
With the Godfather and mob brothers
f*ck sh*t Crew is what I represent, too
I send ya a middle finger, pus*y f*ck you
b*tch play crazy, but least she gettin' f*cked too
No mercy at all
pus*y we want it all
I am, Ken Nugent, one call, that's all it takes to get you
[Outro: Big Bank Black]
I told y'all n*ggas
(I told y'all f*ck n*ggas), nahmean?
We goin' let the talent speak for itself my n*gga
(Turn up lil bruh)
At the end of the day its f*ck any n*gga that ain't with this sh*t (f*ck 'em)
We goin' draw the line in the sand n*gga (We over here)
Its us against the world n*gga
(Y'all know that)
Its f*ck everything else n*gga (f*ck that sh*t)
Its Duct Tape or nothing n*gga (hahaha)
f*ck sh*t Crew n*gga
When you see us outside we moving our body movement n*gga
([??] n*gga)
n*gga we movin' our body temperature n*gga
This sh*t too hot, we gettin' at ya ass n*gga (hahaha)
Cool ya off n*gga (hahaha)
Real sh*t
f*ck

[Malcolm X]
"No, I don't worry. I tell you, I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago, and I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear, whatsoever, of anybody or anything."