Mob Affiliated

Mr. 3-2

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    We mob affiliated, organized mind set
    Focused, on the prize
    These guys, need to get theyself in order
    Mo' hits getting made, and we run for the border

    [Mr. 3-2:]
    Up's and down's, I'm tired of going through it
    Day for day, the game I stay true to it
    Niggaz switch like drawas, or snitch to the laws
    To get a lesser sentence, so I can't trust y'all
    But I ball, just like a broad
    Stay in the kitchen, working the magic wand mob boss
    Number one, keep licks on my phone
    Break tricks for a living, yeah I keep they mind gone
    I'm known on blocks in the hood, by G's
    A-1 nigga, that fucked off enemies
    I lead never follow, triple my dollars
    Fall on your ass, motherfuckers don't holla
    Streets gotta with my mind made up, no guessing
    Don't get caught up in these streets, with no weapon
    I'm repping, fo' mob seven fo' G.D.
    So when you see me on sight, hoe you know it's on with me

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    [Mr. 3-2:]
    Dub in they united, with some real made men
    They live by the word, and never show a grin
    That's a sin how I live it, my format righteous
    Police, physically don't like us
    Snipers on the roof, and they on the lookout
    For any false move, toward the Boss of the South
    In a drop, I still got work
    3-65, my pockets never hurt
    Do dirt when it's time, if you in violation
    Me and my folk, out here money making
    No faking, running bidness when it come to the mob
    Keep a set of broad, when it's time to do the job
    Oh Lord please watch over me, fo' real
    On shaky ground, I pack that 4-5 steel
    When a deal, with whoever cause you never can know
    However shit go, when it come to the snow

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    [Playa Pat:]
    Hustling like a motherfucker, still put in work
    I'm from a block where niggaz bust guns, ain't scared to do dirt
    So if it comes down to it, got gorillas to do it
    I pack a 45 caliber, and bitch I'll use it
    I keep it gangsta, I'm down by law that's on the G
    That's why I keep on counting paper, while you niggaz tricking G's
    Motherfuckers, y'all better get your shit together
    I'm making moves with my fam, blowing dro in a Hummer
    We keep it cracking, lights camera action don't get killed
    Cross the mob motherfucker, guarantee your blood'll spill
    On the real, I'm well connected, from shining Texas
    Making moves with my folks, and I ain't talking to snitches
    I gotta get it, work 24/7 I'm on a mission
    If it ain't about dollars playboy, don't wanna hear it
    Y'all tripping, I'm constantly moving cause time ticking
    Paper chasing with the O.G.'s, Playa Pat keep it pimping that's real

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