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gucci mane - mob shit lyrics

[verse 1: gucci mane]
all my listeners need to listen up
because i’m rich as f-ck
no pet-tioner my peninsula
imma finish her perpendicular
whats a pencil for?
what the pistol for
get the rental car
i’m not into her
talking sh-t to her
strapped with a suit like a minister
i’m sinister, grab your sister dismember her
dropping damage on screamin f-ck the law
smoking out the jar
hating on me ain’t gone get you very far
and my doors ajar, f-cked your mom
woke up in a jar
if i f-cked her raw, coulda been ya pa’
shining like a star
you a fraud
made the crowd applaud
gotta thank the lord
for my boy, brick squad
money over broads

[hook]
mob sh-t mob sh-t
get a n-gga wild quick
all my n-ggas hittin l1cks
all my b-tches sell bricks

mob sh-t mob sh-t
get a n-gga robbed quick
all my n-ggas hittin l1cks
all my b-tches sell bricks

you n-gga leaving with the ones
i can’t indulge in that
the b-tch try to hug me i won’t hug her back
i can walk through this b-tch for like 35 racks
promoter say he never seen a club so packed
i got racks on racks i got tatts on tatts
think i took steroids when you check my stats
a 20million dollar b-tch when i met my match
rolling stone where my homies lay i laid my hat
f-ck a home got a ??? with 15 straps
15 people dealing gotta sell this crack
cold hard as the ??? that is on my lap
a weak link in the chain holding too much slack
(wop!)

[hook]

- gucci mane lyrics

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