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tedy andreas - mob ties lyrics

[intro: tedy andreas & icecoldbishop]
get on my gangsta [?] dawg
so ice cold, huh
ice cold [?]
[?] hydro
light it like a pyro
stay off the 24 i was couldn’t [?]
[?] over philly gettin’ no eyes
ill connections got mai tais (yeah)
look b+tch [?] (uh, look, okay)

[verse 1: icecoldbishop]
look, your girl on my d+ck and ball
i’m in that new coup that’s suped up like chicken broth
i’m with a new sl+t, i told her we can’t get involved
i noticed all of you newer n+ggas is gettin’ soft
half a pea up in the truck i’m tryna get it off
half a blunt up in the ashtray
every time the police roll by
i’m tellin’ my n+ggas that this my last day
f+ck it it might need a fast way, ski mask way
f+ck around and turn your good year into a bad day
throwin’ signs out the window n+gga put your hands away
young n+gga and i’m in your bay like mandalay
k!ll a n+gga then i cut my hair carmelo anthony
uh, godd+mn he cray
i hit the crib get on my knees and fold my hands and pray
thinkin’ bout what would my grandma say
heh, not sh+t n+gga, cuz even she was with the sh+t n+gga, b+tch n+gga
[chorus: tedy andreas]
i love lightin’ my spliff up, love countin’ my skrilla
love b+tches who hold it down and stay out of my business
love being a villain, love being the illest
long as i’m in the building it’s hazy under the ceiling
love lightin’ my spliff up, love countin’ my skrilla
love b+tches who hold it down and stay out of my business
love being a villain, i love being the illest
long as i’m in the building it’s hazy under the ceiling

[verse 2: tedy andreas]
sick to my stomach cuz the abundance
of these double fake fake motherf+ckers we’ll tear the blunts with
i’ll keep quiet, lullabies of mega police sirens
momma said close your eyes imagine you on an island
king james posters on my wall, lungs the color charcoal
second hand smoke from the marlboro’s since ’94
gotta respect it
if your first instinct is call 911 when you’re
feeling some pressure you’re probably not by brethren
now it’s jet lag, time travel, big tag poppin’
guzzle gin and tonic till i’m spinnin’ like helicopters
the essence of a player give advantage is psychologic
the top come off the benz now all the hoes wanna get inside it
i’m hard bodied before by autopsy how life made me
rap game shady hate how great that i play it, baby
your b+tch should pass the fifth to take my mind off this sh+t
pile my chips, serendipitous to b+tches i hit
[outro: tedy andreas]
i love lightin’ my spliff up, love countin’ my skrilla
love b+tches who hold it down and stay out of my business
love being a villain, love being the illest
long as i’m in the building it’s hazy under the ceiling
love lightin’ my spliff up, love countin’ my skrilla
love b+tches who hold it down and stay out of my business
love being a villain, i love being the illest
long as i’m in the building it’s hazy under the ceiling
b+tch

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