Crime Mob - f** n***az lyrics

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Crime Mob - f** n***az lyrics

[Intro] Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah (Aiight) Yeeah Ol' stankin' a** hoe! Jank a** hoe! s** mah dick you hoe! Ol' fat a** hoe! But aiight! We finna get these lame a** n***as You see a hoe a** n***a, call his a** out. Aye! Aye! [Chorus] f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) [Verse 1- I'mma tell you how it is n***a you betta get the f** back Cause a n***a like me don't give a f** A n***a suppose to gon' leave yo' a** choked If you know you ain't ready you gonna get drugged Off in da club you claimin' yo' set I'm strapped wit' mah vest I shot in the air You sound like a b**h yo' a** I'mma hit You tryin' to go hide cause we gon' be there You ain't from dat 'Wood you ain't from mah clique You ain't from mah row you neva could hang You labeled a duck we ready to buck We don't give a f** cause you is a lame Step right here homeboy you bout it He won't swing I know I doubt it One hitter quitter yo a** get popped So watch this parkin' lot get rowdy Watch this parkin' lot get rowdy Watch this parkin' lot go (ohhh) Pop wit a Glock and I stay wit a K If you come mah way I'mma act a fool I walk in da club and I see me a n***a Back da f** up 'fore I show you who reala Whats up wit ya, f** n***a Crime Mob the n***as who labeled some k**az [Chorus] f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) [Verse 2- MIG] Ol' s**a a**, busta a**, cryin to yo momma a** I'mma keep up drama I'm a muthaf**in' plum a** See you just a dumb a** go on wit' yo' young a** Try me like a s**a but I know you just a lame a**... n***a! How you figga that you reala than da MIG? Step off in mah turf that Ellenwood gon' be backin' me In mah section they glad to see a n***a that don't give a f** Stomp you to the floor and tell you get yo' p**y a** up Pick that n***a a** up, tear his lame a** up n***as representin' Ellenwood time to ma** up Buck up out that M.O.B., said that mah name is MIG Throwin' blows like Johnny Cage, you think you wanna f** wit' me Let a damn n***a know, we can brang it to the door Do this sh** like Pastor Troy, uh huh I'm outside hoe Swervin' in the Tahoe, if you wanna try hoe Take mah f**in' word I ain't got no reason to lie hoe [Chorus] f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) f** n***a you's a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe) Stomp his a** like (Hoe) Ol' lame a** (Hoe) (Aye and Hoe said by all members of Crime Mob at the same time repeats to the end)