Lyrics Mob Ties - Jackpot L. Money
Mob
Ties
with
the
bros
yea
we
Red
Kings
Got
the
block
jumping
like
some
bed
springs
From
the
D
to
the
C
we
got
the
game
locked
Go
to
war
for
my
brothers
that's
on
any
block
313
to
330
yea
we
Mob
Tied
Whole
summer
22
we
been
outside
Starting
5 on
the
court
when
it's
crunch
time
Tied
in
with
the
bros
Mob
Ties
Told
my
brother
send
the
beat
I'ma
lace
this
bitch
Gave
that
hoe
dope
dick
then
unlaced
the
bitch
Did
the
shit
textbook
my
paper
thick
Chef
Curry
from
the
line
my
shot
don't
miss
Damn
I'm
bored
with
it
Did
that
shit
out
the
blue
I
Corbin
it
I
can
lead
you
straight
to
the
pap
no
coordinates
But
you
got
to
pay
for
the
play
no
Oregon
Fly
shit
I'm
soaring
in
You
know
high
shit
I'm
more
then
him
Yea
nigga
Let
go
Mob
Ties
with
the
bros
yea
we
Red
Kings
Got
the
block
jumping
like
some
bed
springs
From
the
D
to
the
C
we
got
the
game
locked
Go
to
war
for
my
brothers
that's
on
any
block
313
to
330
yea
we
Mob
Tied
Whole
summer
22
we
been
outside
Starting
5 on
the
court
when
it's
crunch
time
Tied
in
with
the
bros
Mob
Ties
Cuz
named
his
bricks
Aunt
Viv
he
trying
Phillip
Banks
Last
bitch
was
a
head
general
let
me
see
your
rank
He
came
around
trying
save
hoes
shot
em
out
his
cape
Cheated
on
a
bitch
ha
ha
ha
had
to
test
your
faith
Fuck
all
that
slapped
her
with
my
dick
had
to
test
her
face
Sliding
in
the
same
whip
bitch
just
switched
the
plates
She
said
she
want
Dior
gave
her
Pink
I
hope
this
ok
Fuck
my
job
I'm
sticking
to
the
rap
I
hope
Distro
pay
Hmmmm
Head
taps
knocked
off
his
wig
it's
the
lace
for
me
His
BM
tried
to
fuck
told
her
category
face
for
me
She
hit
my
phone
ordered
up
some
Vu
she
got
to
taste
for
me
Mob
Ties
with
the
bros
yea
we
Red
Kings
Got
the
block
jumping
like
some
bed
springs
From
the
D
to
the
C
we
got
the
game
locked
Go
to
war
for
my
brothers
that's
on
any
block
313
to
330
yea
we
Mob
Tied
Whole
summer
22
we
been
outside
Starting
5 on
the
court
when
it's
crunch
time
Tied
in
with
the
bros
Mob
Ties
Hold
up
hold
up
hold
up
hold
up
hold
up
When
it
comes
to
the
bros
I
ain't
with
games
no
controller
Slide
down
like
roller
coasters
I'm
bipolar
with
the
toaster
Hit
your
shoulder
like
a
soldier
I'll
tear
through
your
solar
Hold
up
We
stacking
up
Mula
that's
the
only
mission
No
competition
no
opposition
we
really
winning
No
politician
but
I'm
known
for
the
penny
pitching
Turn
a
penny
to
a
dollar
wallah
magician
Aye
Des
Ro
what's
the
swag
call
up
Vontai
Fly
to
Portland
out
with
Jerm
on
a
Sunday
We
bout
that
business
we
ain't
tripping
we
just
counting
digits
When
Vu
and
Kor
step
out
Master
P
No
Limit
Mob
Ties
with
the
bros
yea
we
Red
Kings
Got
the
block
jumping
like
some
bed
springs
From
the
D
to
the
C
we
got
the
game
locked
Go
to
war
for
my
brothers
that's
on
any
block
313
to
330
yea
we
Mob
Tied
Whole
summer
22
we
been
outside
Starting
5 on
the
court
when
it's
crunch
time
Tied
in
with
the
bros
Mob
Ties
1 Intro
2 CherryLawn Ave.
3 Huuuh
4 Double Up
5 Where My Money Interlude
6 Go Hard For A Check
7 Audi Benz
8 Time
9 Pyro Interlude
10 HoodRich
11 So Spicy
12 Campaign
13 Skit 1
14 T2TB
15 Mob Ties
16 Cut Em Up
17 Skit 2
18 d4M
19 Vibe
20 Money Calling
21 Pyro Voicemail
22 Pressure
23 Pipe Down
24 Forgiato
25 Like Blade
26 Skit 3
27 Clutch
28 Restless Nights
29 No Hook
30 Outro
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