shorty wop

yeah-h-h-h

one two one two

yeah

okay

now

you know who we got up in this bitch

m.o. m.o.b.b.b. lil' shorty wop young thuggin in the street

ever front on him that's how you get popped

lil' shorty wop fatty and she hot

young thuggin in the street

givin up the crotch

and we don't give a fuck like you don't give a fuck

them hammers'll 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

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

y-y-y-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 about 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