Текст песни Mob Life - Jeezy , Doughboyz Cashout
I
get
money,
fuck
what
you
talkin
bout'
If
I
want
it
I
cash
it
and
I'm
walkin
out
Yo
bitch
wanna
find
out
what
a
boss
about
Took
her
to
the
suite,
2 AM
tossed
her
out
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I
sell
Dope,
Fuck
hoes,
Rock
ice
Throwin
up
gang
signs,
Mob
life
I'm
a
package
handler,
Asanti's
on
the
Challenger
(Bitch)
40's
on
the
'Maro,
Rockin
louie
apparel
(Louie)
Run
up
on
my
shit
have
you
starin'
down
the
barrel
(Pow)
You
say
you
need
3,
Well
we
can
meet
at
the
Valero
(Pull
up)
All
my
niggas
bout
they
motherfuckin'
bread
bitch
(Yup)
All
my
idols
on
the
motherfuckin'
fed
list
(Yup)
You
can
kick
rocks
if
you
ain't
givin
up
that
head
bitch
(Fuck
on)
My
stacks
so
thick
to
the
point
I
can't
spread
it
(Damn)
Tattoo's,
hella
ice,
got
these
bitches
choosin'
(Choosin')
All
sets
on
the
whip,
I'm
in
the
slums
cruisin'
(Yeah)
When
that
bag
touched
I
came
up
and
started
groovin'
(Yup)
I'm
spending
old
hundreds
at
the
set,
with
my
new
bitch
(Ha)
Louie
shades
on,
goddamn
I
can't
see
shit
(Goddamn)
Cali
bud
got
the
whole
crib
with
that
weed
scent
(Goddamn)
I
paid
3 something,
but
you
paying
56
Fourteen
hundred
for
a
cutie,
three
fifty
for
a
zip
(Yeah,
yeah)
You
name
it,
I
done
sold
it
(Yup)
My
stack,
I
can't
fold
it
(Nope)
This
is
my
spot,
I
supply
it,
I
control
it.
(My
shit)
I
drew
my
piece
out,
and
then
I
told
Hush
to
mold
it
(Yeah)
He
showed
up
weeks
later,
with
that
motherfucker
frozen
(Damn)
You
ain't
never
seen
a
fiend
nod
out
in
front
of
you
(Never)
Y'all
ain't
gettin
money
(Who?)
Every
last
one
of
you
They
call
me
4-1
P,
but
they
should
call
me
W
(Why?)
Cause
I'm
winning,
taking
different
women
to
the
W
Bitch
I
ain't
stunting
you,
I
been
had
cash
(yup!)
I
got
belts,
shoes
and
hats
for
every
one
of
them
bags
(Louie,
Gucci,
Louie,
Gucci)
No
shoes
in
the
box
just
some
zips
and
some
cash
(Yeah!)
Ride
past
the
club
and
leave
the
whole
line
mad
(Damn!)
These
bitches
looking
sour
since
a
nigga
elevated
Crib
been
banging,
I'm
just
praying
that
it
never
get
raided
(Yeah)
These
niggas
looking
sour
since
a
nigga
elevated
(Why?)
I
live
that
Mob
Life,
snakes
get
decapitated.
Bitch
who
talking
to
like
niggas
the
brokest?
I'll
take
my
pocket
change
and
buy
you
and
that
Focus
Walk
in
the
club,
glowing
10
stacks,
just
bulging.
No
security,
just
lil
niggas,
all
pills
rollin'
I
got
a
30-round
clip
outside,
(Outside)
So
I
dare
a
nigga
try
to
take
mine
I
got
shooters
that
don't
give
a
motherfuck,
So
nigga
watch
yo
tongue
and
who
you
try
to
bump
You
make
that
in
a
year,
I
make
that
in
a
month
You
cop
that
shit
to
sell,
we
stuff
that
in
a
blunt
She
said
we
pumpfaking,
speaking
down
on
niggas
name
Bitch
I
don't
know
whats
smaller,
yo
purse
or
yo
brain
(Bitch!)
My
whip
real
fast
and
my
money
the
same
White
Louie
belt,
white
Tru's,
I'm
walking
cocaine
What
you
know
about
stuffing
bands
in
a
cereal
box?
Tell
the
youngins
let
me
know
if
they
see
cops
on
the
block
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