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Текст песни Fatal - M.O.B.

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Verse oneI`m livin` in hell, where all these niggazgot stories to tell, I be blasin`t on these bitch niggazservin` well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earthbody tated, hair matted, sellin` Key`s if you fuck wit theselaw breakin` niggaz scream, fuck the policewe gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shitwhat the fuck you figure?Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket platesfindin` niggaz dead, bring`em home and I can`t waitif niggaz is real, then they ain`t scared to split `emall that job-ownin` shit, fuck you,I ain`t wit`emCuz, when I say jump, niggaz sayHow high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin` eyenow let`s get busy nigga ChorusYall niggaz, wanna ride tonight?how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight?we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain`t scared to dielive and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x) Verse two [Fatal]Keep it comin`, these niggaz get done inon any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any triggaputtin` in work, then past it off, to my little manlike he blast it off, beyond that, ?criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five capendin` ya whole stat, I`m the master of this fuckin`(fuck yall)shitso I`m a be buckin` shit, ya don`t know who you fuckin` wityall spaced out duckin` quick, the number one parolly slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin`up shorty rocks, gettin` money wit the forty cop Chorus (2x) Verse three Some niggaz, kinda of cokescared to bust, and I be lookin` through ya ass like youPlexey glass, so I send my pretty bitchswingin` tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she blastin` fast, alot of niggaz know my rep, but it don`t mean shit, til you witness to yourselfhow live it get, and I never let no rhymin` ass bitch share a mic wit me, until I see her versatilityyou get the fuckin` picture, I swear by everythin` spit in my rhymesit`s only hollow points I spit out my ninedrillin` niggaz on the block, when I`m passin` throughI bust six, in the air nigga, just for youand if I ever get caught sleepin`, which I ever doubt would happenI`d be the last nigga rappin`, I`ll keep my fuckin` guns clappin`Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never knowsmellin` they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slowthe nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin` sillyblowin`em and showin`em, cuz my dogs don`t know`em I don`t give a fuck, how small big and tallcome get me, and I talk on how square yall areattack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquidand the toughest on ya squad, can`t ride wit biznissI don`t know what these niggaz, be thinkin` when they see meniggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genieI stack whack rappers, and stick`em like cornerbacksyall niggaz is jumpin` jackz, and bluffin` on waxthinkin` you can clown me, me and my little town wewe lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can`t drown meI`ll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back upto tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck Chorus (2x)Muthafuckin` M.O.B you ain`t seen shit yet, what

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