i m in the studio let me do this song i ma call ya right back please you feel me bitch nigga retro mob nigga nigga we rich bitch niggas on that new shit but i m a mobsta a seven three caprice big blocker drop topper seven chicks too poppa comin round the corna wid a long ass choppah yeh nigga it s husalah i get money in the kitchen on suckas burn rubber on a bitch don t love her only thing i love is when it s time for the smother bitch i make music for the psychos skitzos thirty six shots out the chop betta get low bitch ass niggas sayin this sayin that but when the funk is on niggas ka ka smack the projects cocaine and gunshots the mob is deep from the streets to longpark promise me that ya phone is not hot cause i if i get knocked niggas dyin from dumb shots project gutta or the block still grindin knot for knot i hear the police sirens automatics startin to click start kickin guerillas in the trunk listen to the system listen to the system listen to the system listen to the system listen to the system project gutta or the block still grindin knot for knot i hear the police sirens automatics startin to click start kickin guerillas in the trunk listen to the system mobbin back to back two guns on my hip so i m strap for strap got a half kick of soft so i m crackin that real quick on the draw get ya blapped in ya wave cap niggas know the business so they stay back and if we want it then the jacka take that it s gt steering on mine swingin in the middle of the street man this is a crime windows rolled up still steamin the bob and all you broke ass niggas get a job i can help you out come and work for the mob buy you a house a car and then ball huddle up ya team and tell em we want it all we need it all we get it all we want it all 