Yeah, one two, one two Yeah, okay, now You know who we got up in this bitch M O, M O B B B (Boy) Lil' shorty wop wop Young thuggin' in the street Ever front on him That's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop wop Fatty and she hot hot Young thuggin' in the street Givin' up the crotch crotch And we don't give a fuck fuck like you don't give a fuck fuck Them hammers'll buck buck, ashes ashes dust dust Death toll addin' up, them razors we let 'em rust Them haters we clap 'em up, countin' cash, that's us Catch me in that GT coupe with the flat screen drooped In the driver's seat souped 'cause it's a Bentley When I pass by, have you stuck, S U's, black 'em up Twenty-four black rims, tires gotta fatten up Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots That pop off, buck buck Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there Shit can happen, have yo' ass disappear in thin air Shit real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot You bitch you call cop, you snitch and that's off top My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not Ever gonna play me, motherfuckers, get shot (Boy) Lil' shorty wop wop Young thuggin' in the street Ever front on him That's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop wop Fatty and she hot hot Young thuggin' in the street Givin' up the crotch crotch (Boy) Lil' shorty wop wop Young thuggin' in the street Ever front on him That's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop wop Fatty and she hot hot Young thuggin' in the street Givin' up the crotch crotch Yo yo yo yo dunny, you comedy with tragedy, nigga You go 'head, keep smilin', we ain't laughin' ,my nigga We dead serious, you niggaz is livin' jokes We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones Ye-ye-yeah, that's right you heard me, nigga, reach for your chrome When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome Meanin' you better get to squeezin', 'cause our reason is gone Meanin' that shit is out the window, we won't give it a thought And we don't give a loud motherfuck 'bout who you are What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved Is all you hearin' when you go at the Mobb Is all I'm sayin' if you tryin' to talk We what you would call Niggaz that talk it walk it and live it Your music is not murder, you an infamous mimic You what we would call, niggaz, who suck dick for a livin' Get off our balls or we'll take chances for prison (Boy) Lil' shorty wop wop Young thuggin' in the street Ever front on him That's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop wop Fatty and she hot hot Young thuggin' in the street Givin' up the crotch crotch (Boy) Lil' shorty wop wop Young thuggin' in the street Ever front on him That's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop wop Fatty and she hot hot Young thuggin' in the street Givin' up the crotch crotch © BMG SONGS, INC.; CAREERS-BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING INC; JUVENILE HELL PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com