Artist: C-bo
Album: Final Chapter
Song: Mobb deep
Typed by: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

Ha ha yea we mobb deep nigga Bo loc 1 51 afillious loud roouk
Where these niggas at awol 99 this is how it’s going down
For life nigga

In a tester rosa I’m living like
I’m supposed ta everyday getting closer
To sitting on top like sosa long flights sipping mamosa
Better talk when I stick his fingers in a toaster
Got’em screaming like a roller coaster federal agents
with four fives
And they post us when they roll down and smoke us
Play my cards with out the jokers
These niggas want to play me like poker
Man I soaked up game and got rich like oprah smoke another choker
As I post on the coaster rica grim heeper hunt them down like
Eggs on EastER gun’em down with a hundred rounds make sure they know
Who done it teflon don written on his stomach son
of a bitch I’m ready to kick
Trying to split and get gone like wasn’t shit wrong
Had his dick on backwards though he was fucking with actors
My niggas is savage players big body expiditions
navigators and in suit boots
Played out alligators

[Chorus C-bo]
Now who got the big g’z bank accounts over seas
Infortigators 500 big buy these
Gone off xo henn and some good weed
Staying in hotel sweets that cost three g’z
Diamond jew-wels that like the Liberachi trapped 500 sl
Nigga we mobb deep strapped with fo fo macks and mini fourteens
Dump on site for all my enemies

I got a bitch to keep me laced never crime
me a fish she hold the pistol in me
Everyday and want to see me get rich see me
sitting in the six chrome kicks
With the kit gold rim my remy specks cuban cigars lit
Like the don michael corleone carry on
Keep the business popping like some dom perion
when the blow the top off
Patna should of locked the top off left 59
at the designated drop off
Wonder who tipped the cops off they trailing
in the rearview
I grab the top and drop the window when I get a clear view
I make the smoke the hardest skid through the kind of
Got your toking tires smoking and we disappear through

[Chorus C-bo]
Now who got the big g’z bank accounts over seas
infortigators 500 big buy these
Gone off xo henn and some good weed staying in hotel sweets
That cost three g’z diamond jew-wels that like the Liberachi
Trapped 500 sl nigga we mobb deep strapped
with fo fo macks and mini fourteens
Dump on site with all my enemies

Jail house got us cautious when we do with the bread
Make our decisions with percions hends never caught fed
We on zone and I don’t owe a game of sprinkle
that was straight for the killas
Then guard your will gorillas through chasing this swilla
We lay’em down the very instant they flockers revail
Shit go back with niggas that was tragic that was killed
Cuz mental matters never maximum time not a mercianry ridah
To melicious when we do crimeI see the signs on the walls
Some can’t hee it we unwine serving all ya’ll make’em believe us
Got them pluging them in places couldn’t pockets players on right
And I got a mouthpiece popping power megas take fight
By catching flossy for pepping drama niggas question what they cost us
To rollin round ruckus to zips of weed got us coffing
It’s saying never sleep practicing weapons on busters when we mobb deep

[Chorus C-bo]
Now who got the big g’z bank accounts over seas
Infortigators 500 big buy these gone off xo henn and some good weed
Staying in hotel sweets that cost three g’z
Diamond jew-wels that like the Liberachi
Trapped 500 sl nigga we mobb deep
Strapped with fo fo macks and mini fourteens
Dump on site with all my enemies