steady mobbn – niggas like me lyrics
get the extra clips
there we go
(gangsta sh-t, gangsta sh-t, n-gg-s like me into gangsta sh-t)
[crooked eye]
chorus
n-gg-s like me make the world go ‘round
beats by the pound is them n-gg-s droppin’ platnum sounds
n-gg-s like me roll wit extra clips
cuz n-gg-s like me be in some gangsta sh-t [x2]
n-gg-s like me quick to pop that steel
because n-gg-s like me, haters trying to kill
and uh, n-gg-s like me used to slang birdies
before n-gg-s like me was into r-a-p
you see n-gg-s like me ball wit nuthin but thugs
30 deep, strapped muggin, in the back of the club
it be n-gg-s like me posted up in the cut
ready to lite this sh-t up cuz i dont give a f-ck
n-gg-s like me role wit master p
and that red -ss gangsta mr. b-o-z
n-gg-s like me from the west to south
n-gg-s like the m-o-b and mystikal
[chorus x2]
[mystikal]
m-th-f-cker better hump in your back
clock the glock, hold up the buzz, tear up the club
make these weak -ss n-gg-s know the f-ck you at
when they see you wit yo beer banana
n-gg- you skipped the line, you get yo shine
make yo money don’t play no time
yo hoe big fine, torture line
them n-gg-s dont trip they respect yo mind
excute us to see ya, follow the leader
looked up to a lil trill, wanna be ya
black tuxedo wit a 9 milimeter
call steady mobb’n we all ready now
[silkk]
mistah hold up
type a n-gg-s goin behind his fiance goin out n’ creep
and at the weddn’, any reason why these two shouldn’t be married, she a
freak
i be the typa n-gg- that holds his own
that typa n-gg-s block be holdn’ his own
ya know i be sayin buzz, holdn’ the crome
below holdn’ the dough like, what went wrong
no findn’ jail i box the more
i just knocked poped on the door
if i don’t kill us, live that pop smoke
who you think i am, f-ck ya’ll, steady mobb’n
[crooked eye]
[chorus x2]
[billy bavgate]
n-gg-s like me got you smokin’ dat weed
sellin’ dat d, north south west to tha east
they say, a n-gg- like me, i put the funk in tha streets
my lig go broke, i put the broke in the streets
i’m a public enemy on my enemies
drug dealers feeln’ me i’m smokn’ my weed
til these jealous n-gg-s bury me
bury me real in the pine box
put me next to moms and pops
one love to the n-gg-s dumpin shots at cops
for the crooked sh-t they do man it’s got to stop
and they say, a n-gg- like me am i a menace on the streets
cause i handle my business when we meet
[crooked eye]
[chorus x2]
yeah, this dedicated to them real gangstas.
mystikal, he into gangsta sh-t.
steady mobb’n, we into gangsta sh-t.
silkk the shocker, he into gangsta sh-t.
c-murder, you into gangsta sh-t.
and the colonel master p into gangsta sh-t.
big boz, he into gangsta sh-t.
n-o l-i-m-i-t into gangsta sh-t.
yeah, beats by the pound.
puttin it down.
you other producers back up and put them drumsticks down.
craig b, o’dell, that n-gg- kl.
mo d, and beats by los.
don’t even play these n-gg-s close.
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