Fed-X - Retro Mob lyrics

[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]