None of y'all can hang
None of y'all can hang [repeated]
[VERSE 1]
Hype! You better pipe down, or a fight's found
I know you can tear the mic down - huh, sike, clown
Say I'm phony like Christmas cause I twist this
Diss and hiss this, I'm pissed, come and kiss this
Butt of mine, you ain't but a blind muthafucka
Duck tail, one tail, dum tail, try to run, snail
Untangle your dreadlock, I mean deadlock
I'ma rock and hope your ears get the point like Mr. Spock
Them sucker wack rappers whippersnappers think I'm new to this
I been true to this, give me somethin to chew to this
Like bubble gum bums that think I can't hum to a slow drum
Don't think I know where I come from, dumb-dumb, uhm -
I flow to rhythms of all sorts, different sports
Give me some pants with them hands, I ain't takin shorts
Tired of them tiny turds and nerds, absurd words
I think I rock too quick, cause at my pace they ain't heard words
But I know one thang
None of y'all can hang
None of y'all can hang
None of y'all can hang [repeated]
[VERSE 2]
My style I kick, "You're flowin too quick"
That's what I hear from the vicks
I bet I don't flow as quick as you lick chicks
Please, think I'm sweater than peas? I flick em like fleas
At ease, and even overseas they flip over these
Scall, I break em like a fall, my lead stops em all
I put em in headlocks, dreadlocks and all
I'ma scuff vicks with lyrical ruff tricks
Tuff kicks, put em at the end like a suffix
You better maxwell and get smart
Cause I'ma flow and kill em and let the angels play the harp
I'm sharp, Tung, I be rollin like bicycles, I slice pickles
Should I say cucumbers, newcomers, I flip em like nickels
And dimes, ca
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Come on we can go on over you know to my place
You know to the Pendergrass style
You know come and go with me
It won't be long just for a little while
Right well check it out
[Turtle Banxx]
What's up with you miss?
Your lovely lips got me fiending for one kiss
I'm having fits just to be close to you
Give me once chance I'll make the most of you
What lovers supposed to do
Henny on ice a toast to you
I know how ya approaching, scheming on them noticeable thighs
and that innocent look in ya eyes
I know ya tired of them crooked guys
You know the type cheating just to get the prize on one night
and when the sunlight hits ya sexy alters
Mr. Heartless is in the darkness quicker than a loaded cartridge
I know you feel like a target (look here)
Don't bury your head like an ostrich (hey)
He gonna get his regardless, meanwhile lets hit the market (yeah)
Sitting hot dinner on the carpet
I feed you strawberries and chocolate in my apartment
[Chorus - Turtle Banxx, Johnny P]
[T] In my apartment, slip into your sexy garment
Candle lights and music set the tone now convince me darling
[P] Is it alright if I lay you down what what
If it's ok we can play in my apartment
Is it alright if I lay you down what what
If it's ok we can play in my apartment ut ohhhh
[Turtle Banxx]
I know you skeptical on dating based on your past relations
but I got patience plus I'm waiting on the right occasion
I'm yours for the taken ain't no mistaking this
Alone to see ya face and be bracing with every kiss
I'm hating the time we missed the fellas don't understand
It don't matter them are boys and I'm a man
Your boyfriend Buddy you calling him husband
When you not looking he try
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[Tung Twista]
relaxin maxin to the maximum
to tracks a hum
the wicks where the stacks are from
inside the styles of a funky lyrical wiz
what a miracle is
get down to spiritual business
now my tounge kissed
put words in your system wished em
respect the blackness em
give in em win em the peace they want
but dont want the peace signs unless its in the mind
become a victim because i kick em sick em
supposed to be black but they be wack
those who pretend to be a muslim i gooshed em
positive ones i pushed em
into the path or righteousness might get dissed
those who pump a fist but aint right with this
i increase rhymes wacks and weak minds
if it aint real stop throwin up peace signs
[chorus 2x]
dont give him no peace sign if you dont mean it from your heart
untied we can get over, yet were still apart
terror wished em ima terrorize elorize in disguise
those for side for tizin and i begin
to creepin seepin thought out unrighteousness and dissed
connect of venomous gangs with the rhytmness
figured they manifestin g i can address
individually each emcee is throwin up peace but dont pray to the east
i write the lect the soul should be playin towards mecca
but snakes and devils wont letcha
freestyle some religous free dump see
to letcha know how come dumb some be
ignorance a comish to look like a fish
and since we whipped from bars to a ghetto priz
ima wiz some brains i give em a brain washin
when im walkin devils im squashin
science fiction mixed in tricks in fixin
the ways of all sort for good
come in my fortress ima gonna force this
cuz it holy dont try to fold me
some just say peace tryin to the black guy
some say peace thinkin it means bye bye
so g if ya never mean this from the heart and the mind
stop th
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*Liffy Stokes*
the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to ball
while waiting for this pussy ass job to call
and it ain't hopping
got me tipping to hear them things popping
cash bags dropping
with plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity knocking
its what I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm alone
24 years and grown with a future unknown
my heart was torn from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and cane
plotting on licks hitting stains
the mob life runs through my veins
its too late for me to change
these streets got me deranged
strapped up and paranoid
ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid
plus big voices getting hot
they constantly sneaking on blocks
they trying to bring me in unconscious
but them pins got popped
now they got me on the run
cherishing every last breath
but I ain't going back
its freedom or death
that be my motive for murder
begin*CHORUS*
*Liffy Stokes*
now I know you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to kill something
let me count the ways that I can repent
trying to stay holy and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too bogus
that be my motive for murder
*Twista*
I'ma survive these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go away
these mot
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Liffy Stokes]
the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying to ball
while waiting for this pussy ass job to call
and it ain't hopping
got me tipping to hear them things popping
cash bags dropping
with plenty of cane for recopping oppurtunity knocking
its what I'm on
I cry when I'm at home cause I'm alone
24 years and grown with a future unknown
my heart was torn from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and cane
plotting on licks hitting stains
the mob life runs through my veins
its too late for me to change
these streets got me deranged
strapped up and paranoid
ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid
plus big voices getting hot
they constantly sneaking on blocks
they trying to bring me in unconscious
but them pins got popped
now they got me on the run
cherishing every last breath
but I ain't going back
its freedom or death
that be my motive for murder
[begin CHORUS]
[Liffy Stokes]
now I know you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to kill something
let me count the ways that I can repent
trying to stay holy and focused
but that evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too bogus
that be my motive for murder
[Twista]
I'ma survive these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go away
these mot
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[Liffy Stokes]
Nineteen-ninety-muthafuckin'-eight
Mobsta elite's back up in this muthafuck 'em (Bitch)
And we airin' out all you playa-hatin-lame-ass niggas
And we on this laid-back track, something smooth
Eh yo, Mayz, whatcha don' do, kick it
[Mayz]
And ride on, niggas get your high on
While we pump this shit to vibe on
The muthafuckin' mobsta elite'll leave you breathless
When we hit you like this
Early in the morning, hop into the Chevy Caprice
I'm hurtin', so I'm thinkin of ways to gettin' paid
Cheddar in a bundle, fifties and hundreds and G stacks
If I could just hit that big lick I could relax
And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin'
Concentrate on paper and let the shorties do the bustin'
While I motivate on power moves, you live be coward rules
Singing the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
'Cause I'm a fool playing the game of the streets
Claiming elites, making sure my family eats
We roll and it flees, bunkin' niggas out of their seats
While mobbin' on beats, soon niggas can't back down or retreat
Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice
Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
'Cause when I shine, I'ma glisten
As all the heads come up missing
I'ma slide in and assume the position
My mom's stick thick, who the killas and convicts
Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits
Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
Standin' firm on the deck makin' the front-page story
[Chorus]
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
(Fool, that&#
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Yeah we gonna do it like this
Mobsters reign, we hope you feel this
Speedknot Mobsters
Verse 1:
My click been strugglin half a lifetime tryin to get our shit on
got no G's to sit on, even so niggas sell packs to get on
but let me take you to a place
where these niggaz learn to better pain and stress
look a murderer in the face, comin up with a wilder range you're blitzed
1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken you
fleein through the front door, and we gotta do one more
even though dealer watchin me like the lottery
we can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecy
Well mobbin what can be better than weed, drinks, bitches and loot?
hangin off 20 G's cause you got more money to scoop
lives a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
constantly eyed by neighbors, who do the Feds favors?
it aint no major dough, what this lady yeya blow
as long as its payin me for my occupation criminal
pullin up on hoes, as the weed smoke blows, the absence of a mobsters presence
is the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, it rolls, the pearl white O's
mobile, shit im a ride high til i die, get killed
smoke like fields, forever dodgin blue shields,
we're blue steel i got full proof escape skills
we're paper chasin leavin trails of shell cases
and chasin to the part of your body
where the bloods wasted, on the life taken
Chicago aint a city its a nation
its all this my foundation within the mobster organization
Chorus:
If its gonna be shakin it up, if its gonna be cookin it up
if it aint hustlin and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin it up
(well I'm a payin mobster for life, caught with gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll two shots too cold to die, know im a get high)
its an ev
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[Twista]
Gang Bangin ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down til they get you
Multiple slugz found in your tissue
Whatever it is you should've honored it
when them niggaz told you not to come around here
And you was found here
Your death is now near
I'm bout to put a bullet in his gut, catch him at the stop sign
And dump em' in his nuts. Now lets play a game of find and search
While your mamma cryin' in church
I'll be spyin for work
I'ma go right on
Cause when your life's gone
Nigga there is no replacement
And you got your work hid in the basement
I got it, gothic
Go for the endo, she's smokin hydro-ponic chronic
Blow out the heart like entity injuries upon my body
don't help heal up the scar, so baby don't cry
cause mob niggaz don't die
[Liffy Stokes]
Mob niggaz ain't go' never die
We in the lot, callin shots, keeping
Dope fiends forever high
Forever fire get lit wit the trigger eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, leave her dead I
Man I put your block on four
Hit k town and come back wit a bus load
Full of niggas that's down and dirty, pushin thirty
Minutes beef it gets muddy
But I'ma swim through the murky water
Hold it down like a carter, live long like a godfather
Kick Volvo's, fuck tight hoes
Live a life many kill and fight for
And campaign in this rap game, cause ain't nothing out
here in these motherfucking
Streets man, and that's comin from a nigga you know who chose
To be legit and still rip foes
[Chorus 1 x2]
Mob niggas, cause drama, till it's hot
get s
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[Intro]
Yeah, mobsta style for you muthafuckas, you know what I'm sayin'
We fin to bring this shit like this here
This muthafuckin' Chi shit, check it out
[Chorus 1]
The niggas in my mob can't be touched
You best to mob up to come fuckin' with us, oh no
Niggas in my mob bring the heat
You best to mob up fuckin' with the elite, oh no
[Liffy Stokes]
You just a bitch in the sky, I hear cries
'Cause you can't whistle for your guys
Surprise when you saw this pistols in your eyes
So I peal like mere mortals, bet I shoot bloody portals
To muthafuckas who owe us, niggas die, causin' horrifyin' (?)
My passion for blastin' made me an assassin on all enemies that work us
Whose purpose is to serve (?) timbs 'til they high and they hurt us
Murders got us murders, I pull my weed and gun out
Blastin' 'til they run in the house while I got the blunt in my mouth
[Mayz]
We in a rage bustin' rapidly like when I'm on stage
It don't get no rougher than Liffy Stokes, Twista and Mayz
In the blood of your day, then lay flat on your back
Then while he fuckin' your hoe
The mob gon' be straight coppin' you stack
[Twista]
Your mob lacks, I'ma defeat you run three-two on contact
Cogniac, get me strapped with the black gat itchin' to bomb back
Hoes can't get no sleep
Bullets hit your chin for the grief that you bring us
Shots hit his face as he grabs his chest
Then we watch him bleed through his fingers
Now come on, come all, but if all come all fall, fuck all y'all
We road dawgs, then I come gunnin', niggas runnin' like they sold y'all
In the heat of the night, the (?) static we start up
Guards up, while we come strapped they come ready to mob up
[Turtle Banxx]
picture this shit you facing
totalin body and murderous situations against nations we organize like maces
got killers patiently waitin
different places you facing the yellow taping and federal x with graces
we ruinin your reputation
momma in the hospital pacing for every shot you taking
the doctors cant stop the shaking
see faces blazin
like the sun of satan like a gun that gets nathan
what you expect? (say what)
like a neutron on deck (yeah)
nigga you gonna catch rays (ha)
you confess lets get cash and thangs (ugh huh)
smokin flash and range
cause we mash and bang
till the vet we slay (ahhhhhhh)
motherfucker, let it reign
[Bennie Franks]
now they knowing that we mash and bang
texas 380 in this cash for cash and mask
y'all then fucked up now
let the south and west connect
we snatch a soul out ya better chosen swiss cheese your Avirex
whats up now?
me and my nigga Turtle cown(?)
to late to rehearse nigga (shit) thangs looking shitty now
pass ya a Phillie pal
I'm all up in ya now
and when i blast you hear (gunshot)
feeling me now?
what i feel for the opponent
smell the aroma
well come swim with these killa piranhas
sharin heat orders slash g's and fours
street patrollers cant run when the gasket blows
your caskets close
my eyes open
you fuck around and get John Blaze now ya broken
and now I'm hoping you escape before crimes broken braids on the gallery
fat too many calories I'm ghost Mickey and Mallory
[chorus]
[Turtle Banxx]
we came motherfucker
[Bennie Franks]
we came motherfucker
[Turtle Banxx]
to bang motherfucker
[Bennie Franks]
to bang motherfucker
[Turtle Banxx]
wi
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