Hussein Fatal - M.O.B. lyrics

Verse one (Freddie Foxxx) I'm livin' in hell where all these n***az got stories to tell I be blasin't on these b**h n***az servin' well and the company I keep be the scum of the earth body tated hair matted sellin' Key's if you f** wit these law breakin' n***az scream f** the police we gonna ball fo the lil n***a sh** what the f** you figure? Timbaland boots forty fives wit nicket plates findin' n***az dead, bring'em home and I can't wait if n***az is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em all that job-ownin' sh**, f** you,I ain't wit'em Cuz, when I say jump, n***az say How high? or I stabb you in ya f**in' eye now let's get busy n***a Chorus (Freddie Foxxx) Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Verse two (Hussein Fatal) Keep it comin', these n***az get done in on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man like he blast it off, beyond that, ? criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this f**in'(f** yall)sh** so I'm a be buckin' sh**, ya don't know who you f**in' wit yall 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 (Freddie Foxxx) Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Verse three (Freddie Foxxx) Some n***az, kinda of coke scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya a** like you Plexey gla**, so I send my pretty b**h swingin' tits and a**, preal hander on her burner so she blastin' fast, alot of n***az know my rep, but it don't mean sh**, til you witness to yourself how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' a** b**h share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility you get the f**in' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes it's only hollow points I spit out my nine drillin' n***az on the block, when I'm pa**in' through I bust six, in the air n***a, just for you and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen I'd be the last n***a rappin', I'll keep my f**in' guns clappin' Verse four (Hussein Fatal) Whatever though, fake a** n***as will never know smellin' they own sh**, when I rip the Berrta slow the nine milly, the fake thuggs n***az thats gettin' silly blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em I don't give a f**, how small big and tall come get me, and I talk on how square yall are attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss I don't know what these n***az, be thinkin' when they see me n***az call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks yall n***az is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we we lost n***az, fo life, out here they can't drown me I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up to tall for lust, I bend these b**hes when I f** Chorus (Freddie Foxxx) Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight? how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight? we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die live and die by the code, theres on reason why Muthaf**in' M.O.B you ain't seen sh** yet, what?...