Field Mob - Family Affair lyrics

[Shareefa] Feel like n***as taking us as a joke Gotta show 'em who boss My team gotta eat You n***as be stupid and come with that beef sh** you losin My squad is guerillas no questions don't like us then sue us A natural disaster I follow the footsteps of Luda It's my time to shine Don't need no co-signer I speak through my music I'm tighter Than any female in your camp, see I'm taking the title Think I don't see these snakes hatin on me Time to expose these chicks soundin like me [Lil' Fate] Cheah! Lil' Fate, n***a G-Road, Southside You n***as can't compete, I do this in my sleep Dream about money, laying on million dollar sheets Look at my feet, Louis, Gucci To me Bathing Ape cheap, truly who he Thank he is lookin all fruity? Ghetto-a** n***a got some money and turned bougie Look at all them groupies, bopping, jocking f** that sh**, Lil' Fate's a problem, and you can't stop him [Tity Boi] I got a buncha sh** I got a buncha sh** Buncha flows, buncha dough, me and a buncha hoes Drop some elbows on to ya, call 'em Dusty Rhodes I done bought alot of ice, I don't f** with clothes I was a felon, you see me fail Now the truck so big I need CDL's Only child that's poverty stricken Project lifestyle, I will get rid of you n***a Quicker than a sack off in the trap Do it like the dons do it I'mma serve the next car that come through here [Dolla Boy] We defeated the odds, my squad is the realest End up reaching the stars, they say the sky was the limit From the start to the finish the hardest that did it Anything different is not realistic, we're not listening This is now a intro of a click called DT Punch you in your sh** folk, get wrong, silencer hit home Ugly when they hit home Tell them s**a n***as we from Southside we been on, we been on [Brolic D] Now I'm the hood's best I dun travel the long road up on this rap quest Strap vest young'n, North Carolina accent Don't act amped, Mac 10 bring truth with its back stance Black bands on the money knots when I'm in the spot Posted whipping pigeons in the kitchen for them lemon drops I'll fix ya when I hit ya clip hit ya for your lemon pop Nowadays I ain't on the block pitching but I'm in the spot shifting For the top and the 6 is from the lot [Perfect Harmony] Oasis of this desert rap mirage hierarchy KN guns play for the your Suns like Barkley So don't bother me, we got choppers like west coast or Orange County Born with that norm about me They be high up like a balcony Inspiration get it out of me especially when they doubting me I'll never go back to the Bedford Drive way of living Cause I thrive on precision you're high off wisdom Yes I am a Christian, I make n***as listen How my intermission one time found it's way in prison Cause I don't act up, make you think You hear that loud beep on a Mack Truck, ya hear me? Yeeeah! [Small World] Since I been wit a DTP, man everything just been better man Better whips, better chains, better grip in the bank Extra clips cause the young boy gun got better aim Young veteran, let me spell my name, S-M-A-L-L-W-O-R-L-D You will honor me, cover y'all n***as in dirt like pottery My influence on this earth's surface is certain 4.4 certain to blow You who it's curtains fo' when it's for Kurtis Blows This here for the world to know, we fixing to blow like Merlin's nose Twist chicks and curl they toes, then twist and twirl the dro [Smoke] They say roses are red so is the gold on my neck They say violets are blue and then my diamonds are too D.T.P., got me on the bubble like court top Since I met Luda I been playing diamond like shortstops Sportin' rocks whiter than caucasians Yellower than a coward tar hills in my red chain Bluer than Smurfette's face, see through like an X-Ray Thanks to Chak and Jeff lots of wealth Blocks and bells and stock and shares, I'm outta here [Shawn J] Man, when it come to getting head I'm the local champ The only male that get licked more than a postage stamp It's a house in my garage, the car came with a green card If you're a peon that means it's Eu-ro-pean Punch lines bruise egos, rap Zab Judah Don't get *Furious 2 Fast* and *Crash* like Luda Get dashed on, Bobby Johnson that a** Got potatoes for haters, n***as want beef, they get mashed on You ain't know? Shawn mothaf**in' J, D.T.P FPI, every mothaf**in.. [I-20] It's the verse that you been waiting on, from the n***a they be hating on 20 is the anchor every b**h is conversating on Your crib got square feet, too much for me to talk about You saving for your car note, my driveway's a parking lot Eastside OG, they hate it when a n***a leave I'm coming up in this world, you n***as dry heave This is my speed I been here from the first day Y'all n***as can't take our spot, y'all just valets [Ludacris] Motherf**in right. You betta understand it man, it's a Family Affair Disturbing Tha Peace. Ludacris on the microphone And as I told you before, we just getting started That's right. We don't die, we multiply, n***a So whoever want it, come on and get it Whatever you want, we could supply it That's right dammit Oh wait a second y'all thought I wasn't gonna rap on this motherf**er too? I'm the boss n***a, look... Motherf**er, I'm a monster in this game, I thought I told you before Fans so geeked up you think I sold them some blow They sold on the flow, this rap game I'm closin the do' 5 years in a motherf**ing row, who want it? I got it Cuz my raps are chaotic, your face blue like Hypnotiq Cause I'm a multi-millionaire who still using Ebonics Or country grammar we gon' bananas in South Atlanta Jesus was a carpenter so we're proud about co*king them hammers. n***a I'mma leave you with that, think about. Let's go...