Twista - Mob Up lyrics

(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz) [Intro] Yeah, mobsta style for you muthaf**as, you know what I'm sayin' We fin to bring this sh** like this here This muthaf**in' Chi sh**, check it out [Chorus 1] The n***as in my mob can't be touched You best to mob up to come f**in' with us, oh no n***as in my mob bring the heat You best to mob up f**in' with the elite, oh no [Liffy Stokes] You just a b**h in the sky, I hear cries 'Cause you can't whistle for your guys Surprise when you saw this pistols in your eyes So I peal like mere mortals, bet I shoot bloody portals To muthaf**as who owe us, n***as die, causin' horrifyin' (?) My pa**ion for blastin' made me an a**a**in on all enemies that work us Whose purpose is to serve (?) timbs 'til they high and they hurt us Murders got us murders, I pull my weed and gun out Blastin' 'til they run in the house while I got the blunt in my mouth [Mayz] We in a rage bustin' rapidly like when I'm on stage It don't get no rougher than Liffy Stokes, Twista and Mayz In the blood of your day, then lay flat on your back Then while he f**in' your hoe The mob gon' be straight coppin' you stack [Twista] Your mob lacks, I'ma defeat you run three-two on contact Cogniac, get me strapped with the black gat itchin' to bomb back Hoes can't get no sleep Bullets hit your chin for the grief that you bring us Shots hit his face as he grabs his chest Then we watch him bleed through his fingers Now come on, come all, but if all come all fall, f** all y'all We road dawgs, then I come gunnin', n***as runnin' like they sold y'all In the heat of the night, the (?) static we start up Guards up, while we come strapped they come ready to mob up [Chorus 2 w/ 1] If it's static, one of my n***as gon' get two n***as Two of my n***as gon' get four n***as Four of my n***as gon' get more n***as That's more triggers meaning more k**ers You muthaf**as better mob up [Repeat] [Liffy Stokes] It's a static, it's automatic, so grab the automatics And pumps and pull the triggers and make some n***as look acrobatic I was cold but frantic, the foes have panicked They got bloods blew out their dome, bet the bullets run rapid I kept bustin' for the love of hustlin' squeezin' my wesson Ruger, gang (?) maneuvers, n***as wanna be bruisers but I'm a shooter f** the squad, because when it's said and done Liffy Stokes will do some poppin' [Short Skit] [Liffy Stokes] n***a the devil's knockin' at your f**in' door With some hot ones and toe And ready to hit 'em with nothin' less than four n***a let me go, I'm 'bout to pop this b**h You know you know the lick, art of the mobsta click f** the argument, mob elite's runnin' up apartments Kickin' in doors pistol whippin' hoes be heartless Searches as the bullets marches between your arches Make one call and wait and reload the cartridge [Chorus 2 w/ 1 - (2x)] [Mayz] You can't even mess with a mobsta, n***a, is you sick in the head I torture that a** and have you overdosing on lead Or maybe I just leave you cut up, drippin' and dead With your crew skippin' town scared, my lead gon' lead their a** red Don't get misled, don't mistake me for somebody but a soldier The elite n***as got more d**h than AIDS and ebola Getting old and colder I be quick to (?) start uppin' but that chip off your muthaf**in' shoulder [Twista] Behold the stack folder, gun holder, AKA blunt roller Mayz if I die for you get your (..?..) and trap holder To hurt particular n***as comin' with perpendicular figures Crushin' triggers, y'all n***as better bring back some memos [Mayz] It really don't matter if that n***a pack a glock or a gauge 'Cause whatever the f** Mayz blaze gon' make him see his last day Takin' 'em out, my life and makin' sure his cast stays Jack 'em for his last days, that's how livin' fast pay n***a, you know the word on the street It's the mobsta elite that's servin' the streets to the rockin' these beats You better have a nice way to greet us than rolling with your guys And you could still die in a multiple homicide [Chorus 2 w/ 1 - (2x)] Let's mob up [Chorus 1 - (2x)]