yeah we gonna do it like this
my click been strugglin half a lifetime tryin to get our shit on
even so niggas sell packs to get on
but let me take you to a place
where these niggaz learn to better pain and stress
look a murderer in the face
comin up with a wilder range you're blitzed
fleein through the front door
even though dealer watchin me like the lottery
we can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecy
well mobbin what can be better than weed
hangin off 20 g's cause you got more money to scoop
lives a hustler by nature
constantly eyed by neighbors
as long as its payin me for my occupation criminal
the absence of a mobsters presence
shit im a ride high til i die
forever dodgin blue shields
we're blue steel i got full proof escape skills
we're paper chasin leavin trails of shell cases
and chasin to the part of your body
chicago aint a city its a nation
its all this my foundation within the mobster organization
if its gonna be shakin it up
if its gonna be cookin it up
if it aint hustlin and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin it up
its an everyday thang for my speedknot mob to hang
cause we know we snatchin your bitches
the wish i reign my family gotta maintain
love gettin the sucks in and bustin
givin niggers punkin heads for nothin
a mobstas always into somethin
i can feel killuminati lookin over my shoulder
somethin keeps tellin me to get mine before its over
smokin on plenty of buddahs
for the last time i'm sent on the survivin quest
from hustlin 24-7 to makin niggas get undressed
the mobster in me got to be obsessed
if i gotta be lootin and woopin
i'm sick of beggin niggas for rides
id rather be the one thats scoopin
cause in these last days its day to day hustlin for me
fat ass chain and 3 blades
like these bitches is just tryin to get paid to give a nigga aids
like i can use it for turnin tricks
or either for hittin licks and then rap about the shit
in one the mobster's greastest hits
and when we come to your townthen raise it
finest skunk we just can roll it up and blaze it
im gonna make it through this new world order if i gotta be rappin and robbin
you cant stop the speedknot from mobbin and if you try we squabin
we waitin for you to fall off the square so you best keep your head up
when these shots how niggas roll
cause we dont believe in goin head up
trigger finger itchy with snubs
got a grip that was steady adrenaline
while lives is rolled with sisqo
may we rock the tightest flows but tinto up with the clips though
gotta find out what yo pockets hit fo
cause i aint that scummie
mother fuck got no time for rockin
choppin in the car stoppin with a stack ofpacked money
snatch all of your luxury
fuckin me or make me hate you
when the bullet penetrate
you its goin straight for your face you
when we escape through your pockets
by all means neccesary the rest is secondary
comin for back til my flesh is buried
the test is carried for me to survive
and hope we still will be thick
with a trilogy click but now seven
i just take a pull in the hail
thinkin about my niggas thats locked up in jail
my mind dwells on crime sales
only time will tell if we gotta use em'