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Текст песни Mob Figaz - If U Buying

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[Ridah]Man what they thoughtThat I`d give up and get caughtAfter I grabbed the nineAnd headed straight for the faultWhen it ain`t never been a battleThat I fought and lostWithout my opponent being traced out in chalkBut I still ain`t satisfiedSo peep the rapid fireThis`ll be the day I dieFuck rappin` I`ll retireNegotiators say they`ll provideThe paper I desireBut he`s a liarCuz I`m tired of being lied toSo we die too, I ride throughBustin` wit the hostagesShielding me, yielding me,From the cops and shitSpectators syndicate of how to stop this kidBut it`s too lateI fear no fate, plus shoot straightAnd it`s funnyThat all I ever wanted was some moneyAnd someone to suck me like they had no teethNow all of a sudden these muthafuckas wanna know meCalm me down, sayin "Ridah let the hostages free"But I`m on some fuck the world shit and I don`t knowI guess I`m stressed off the bullshitBut they don`t know me like they think they doTo the whole world niggaChorus: [Ridah]You don`t know me like you think you doIf you buying I sit down and have this drink with youBut still you don`t know me like you think you doI was strapped the time you had yo heat with youYou don`t know me, you don`t know me like you think you doIf you buying I sit down and have this drink with youBut still you don`t know me like you think you doI was strapped the time you had yo heat with youYou don`t know[Hustlah]I was in the back seatTacked out sipping yakKeep burnin` my chestDropping ashes from my skullCherry burnin` my flesh and I can`t feel itCuz something`s wrongTouchin` my gat was also peelin` itAnd I`m feelin` strongLook up and all I seen was two niggas` domeAnd my cousin Clyde sayin`"Lil` Cutty hold on"But the feelin` was strong like I saidOne in the chamber on my thangWear a beam on they headTryin` to stopBut my fingers kept holdin` onHella [?] I wish [?] the car [?] wrapped around a poleAnd I`m out coldSmith and Wesson in my handAnd a couple of songs in my pocketAs I bail from the [?] [?] goneWhat the fuck one minute was on way homeNext one I`m hittin` gauges with blood stains on my clothesNow I ain`t worried about my PCP though [?][?] for a secondOr Two niggas get smokedWas it somethin` I drank orWas it somethin` I smokedAll these niggas think they know meWhen they really don`t knowDamn it`s killing me slowThink I`m a rapper but he`s dealin` his cokeIt`s the only way I still lounge and chill with my folks[AP 9]You better back upGive me some room, stack upBefore I jack ya, on a platoonWe be them niggas and I blast ya silly muthafuckaYou not knowing me who asked yaI wouldn`t put it past yaI`m movin` fasterIn the fast lane the fast life causing disastersThese niggas actin` like the dons we the last onesWit a gat in my palmI`m pullin` fast onesThese suckers actin` like they really want someCome get someI`m getting dumbDumpin` hollow`s with your death daySo catch your breath manSomebody better hold meThat`s what they told meThe ghetto is tryin` to kill meCuz I`m constantly gettin` sillyJust a thug niggaI roll with ridahs and hustlahsWe dumping slugs niggaAnd we don`t fuck with no bustasBut I love niggasWho get they thug on and the drugs onPolice jockin` meTold my little cousin that they watchin` meStoppin` me, poppin` meThey wanna see AP not breath like Pac seeI live the young, the good lifeThe mob life fooBut you don`t know me like you think you do[Chorus][Fed X]It all happened in a Lincoln limoI`m talkin` businessWith a [?] cap by the name of LeoWas supposed to be his so called nephewA Coleone that was sellin` itFor two times cheaper than what his uncle doI should of knew I couldn`t trust himThe snake in the grassCrossed his vanThrow that kilo in the shape top grabSet me upThe Feds needed a bustA paid cat from the BureauThat his own team couldn`t trustThey call me Groupie DonHad to get him for nineA ball head nut from FriscoWho sold his pistols by the crateAnd [?] with missiles and hand grenadesThey don`t knowIt`s all a fad[The Jacka]And I could tell them on my wayJust a few more moves I gotta makeAnd a few more chances I gotta takeBeing in the MobEvery job is a promise I can`t breakThe fast laneYeah so much cash cameThe Feds know my nameBut they don`t know my faceMy young nigga got caughtWhen a cape caught a caseAny time you will wasteG`z on a lawyerOnly to get 34 yearsChest to the floorPush-ups till your chest gets softMuthafuckas ain`t shitOnly let a nigga knowWhen I predictAs time changes playas become hatersEven if you knew me for hella longYou will still be a strangerYou don`t know me nigga

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