[Husalah: talking]
I'm in the studio let me do this song
I'ma call ya right back please
You feel me? b**h!, n***a
Retro mob n***a,(uh uh uh uh)
n***a we rich b**h
[Verse 1: Husalah]
n***as on that new sh**, but I'm a mobsta
A seven three Caprice big blocker, drop topper
Seven chicks too poppa, (poppa)
Comin' round the corna wid a long a** choppah
Yeh, n***a it's Husalah
I get money in the kitchen on s**as
Burn rubber on a b**h don't love her
Only thing I love is when it's time for the smother, b**h
I make music for the psychos skitzos
Thirty-six shots out the chop betta get low
b**h a** n***as sayin' this sayin' that
But when the funk is on n***as ka-ka, smack
The projects, c**aine and gunshots
The mob is deep, from the streets to Longpark
Promise me, that ya phone is not hot
Cause I if I get knocked n***as dyin' from dumb shots
[HOOK: Fed-X]
Project gutta or the block still grindin'
Knot for knot, I hear the police sirens
Automatics startin' to click start kickin'
Guerillas in the trunk, listen to the system
Listen to the system, listen to the system
Listen to the system, listen to the system
Project gutta or the block still grindin'
Knot for knot, I hear the police sirens
Automatics startin' to click start kickin'
Guerillas in the trunk, listen to the system
[Verse 2: Fed-X]
Mobbin', back to back
Two guns on my hip so I'm strap for strap
Got a half kick of soft so I'm crackin' that
Real quick on the draw get ya blapped in ya wave cap
n***as know the business so they stay back
And if we want it then the jacka take that
It's GT steering on mine
Swingin' in the middle of the street man this is a crime
Windows rolled up still steamin' the Bob
And all you broke a** n***as get a job
I can help you out come and work for the mob
Buy you a house a car and then ball
Huddle up ya team and tell 'em we want it all
We need it all, we get it all, we want it all
[HOOK]