Lil Wayne - Tha Mobb lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Tha Mobb lyrics

Yeah... hard body (hard body) Carter carter Carter yeah Lets go Cash Money Young Money motherf** the other side They can f** with us if they want I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombing 'Til they getting out the game it's like coming out of a coma I'm tryin... but I'm normal when this rap sh** get boring All I ask is that you pray for me (Please) And the beat keep crying and I'mma keep beating her Fee I'm f**ing her I'm deep in her sleep in her And what happens when the reaper come (huh?) I'm just hoping that he sends that elevator up I made enough I ain't meant sh** So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (n***a!) Breakfast yes let's eat wipe ya mouth when ya finished Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner To the criminal activity f** with them they rushing in Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold Just leaners Cheena just choppers Robert Carter II tell me how is you gon' stop a riot I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!) I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got em!) Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (GO!) I'm here muhf**er make room... BOOM! Young Tune the big kahuna It's my ocean baby y'all n***az is tuna Better now than sooner junior Fly around ya city try and take another tune ya I ain't going nowhere special I won't never leave sh** I'm already a legend if I ever leave Game get rid of me? Not little me Man I got 'em I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B) I'm hungry like I didn't eat I want it like I didn't see a meal before seventeen What the f** you n***az telling me? You pups can't keep up with the pedigree Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but whats new? Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop Get f**ed so many times 'til it's f** you (f** em!) So how you wan' do it baby we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit it Money and murder you my n***a my jelly preserver I'mma ride baby 'til the judge give me a verdict yeah Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it Cause everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah Now I k** it the mission accomplished The n***az abolished the b**hes astonished Then they pay homage when did they find it but Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so They don't forget it I underline it and I'm in the sky when the thunder's crying young'n I been through all that I done done what you saying I put it down when the others was playing When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter Wit the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah Start 'em ignite 'em I walk through fire Watch the flames start multiplying whoo! yeah Alter a n***a nina talk to a n***a Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a n***a I'm awkward like Cartwright f** wit a n***a Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite Fork in the road I'm always going right Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines Semi 9 fit me fine hit a n***a twenty times Damn then one more to the face (BOW!) just So they close the casket like I pay to close the case I'm made straight mafia sh** front line Top rank ready to die for my sh** and the obvious sh** If I talk about my robbery they prolly get rich So f** 'em I'mma let 'em sit And I ain't ducking cause I'm right here I'm just enough I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm stepping up See you f**ing up the money baby that ain't good business You starting to look like a witness and this is For the gangstas and the b**hes the hustlers and the hoes Crossover whatever mainstream know Cause Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold You heard it right here if the game was ever told Lift up ya toes and look under a rug Trust me there's history under all that dust So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?) Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front Stunna pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt Lets eat and talk about all them n***az we cut What? You know what? Lets not f** up our lunch Thats real sh** if you ever seen such Chuch Tha Mobb n***a

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