GRIFFEN and Joey Childs - AREA 51
Stay with the Mobb we the deepest
Coming first we the last line of defense
Make it hurt
We exposing your weakness
To the Hurst no exposing the secrets
This ain't really your field
The reason you fail
Everything that you tell is facetious
Do it I did it
You losing I'm winning
The rule is I said it I mean it
Stay with the Mobb we the deepest
Coming first we the last line of defense
Make it hurt
We exposing your weakness
To the Hurst no exposing the secrets
This ain't really your field
The reason you fail
Everything that you tell is facetious
Do it I did it
You losing I'm winning
The rule is I said it I mean it
Said it I mean it
Wrote I spoke it
Shorty say he rolled the opp's ashes up in the blunt and we smoked it
(Damn!) My lil niggas got lil niggas that got lil niggas that kill shit
They don't cry every since Yony died- what pain
Iont feel shit
No way around it - we some niggas u gon have ta deal wit
Swoop up north, Hit a out of towner like, check it out real quick
Glass half filled wit, double malt
Brim stay tilted
Fuck em all, no cap - I peeled it
Dominate these hoes like Wilt did
The league never seen this
Fold a nigga up like a fetus
Still lookin in my rear view
Dog, I could barely hear you
Hannnh it's bussin
Nobody telling me nothing
Me and my bros get it jumpin
Super cold don't need no Robitussin
You a clown
You was proud when we wasn't
See the crowd going wild in the function
All that shit you was saying what was it
All that shit you was saying what was it
See the crowd going wild in the function
You a clown
You was proud when we wasn't
All that shit you was saying what was it
All that shit you was saying what was it
Haaaa? What was it
You could hate my guts, I love it
Niggas be talkin that tough shit
Mouth out-running they budget
I'm the crispiest bishop street off 60th
Ugly stain lemme hit this bitch
Get some scratch when my itchy itch
Same ol shit 55th
Liquor sto - 63rd
We gon grind til we get rich
Every lane mine
You sit, we swerve
Pimp these words
These flows my hoes
That nigga too cold
Must've sold my soul
I'm so raw
Ya momma still Hopin that I'm gon call
I go off til I go soft
These bars is Star Trek
Catch a nigga where he parked at
Could give a shit about a big fish, bitch
I swim where the sharks at
Chalk it up like a pool cue
Gotta zoom out for the full view
Hold it down like moon boots
Man, I got a plan that's fool proof
Stay with the Mobb we the deepest
Coming first we the last line of defense
Make it hurt
We exposing your weakness
To the Hurst no exposing the secrets
This ain't really your field
The reason you fail
Everything that you tell is facetious
Do it I did it
you losing I'm winning
the rule is I said it I mean it
Stay with the Mobb we the deepest
Coming first we the last line of defense
Make it hurt
We exposing your weakness
To the Hurst no exposing the secrets
This ain't really your field
The reason you fail
Everything that you tell is facetious
Do it I did it
you losing I'm winning
the rule is I said it I mean it
How did you get here
I don't know, where are we at
We're on a flying saucer
A flying saucer, yes
I shall now engage the automatic controls
And the ship will fly itself until we get to the moon
Written by:
Jarold Childs, Michael Langford
Publisher:
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