Menace

Artist: C-bo f/mob figaz, Spice 1
Album: C-bo's mob figaz
Song: Thug world
Typed by: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

[C-bo]
I represent the west coast to the muthafucking fullest
Been a menace in this shit since a young buck
Fom bullets to real mobb boss timer me every chance
I get to floss cuz it was check to get across
I paid my dues trick like dub c and young swoop
You know the rules trick from a hundred G cali proof
We never snooze bitch mack 11's bulletproof window
Pushing the benzo the G and foreing coupes
It's all about the dollars diamond jew-els
Speakers and thangs niggas can't even holler
Pala in impala and go thangs if they want problems
It's on with the starter off the dock in the water
Until I becoem the God father west coast mobb niggas
Been known to pop slugs mafia don't boss stay surrounded
By thugs mail jew-els and s.l.'s won't be a muthafucking thang
If you ain't a thug it's like the coke without the caine
You got to main plug not the japs and crackers 100%
Thugs not just rappers and actors were known to dump slugs
So holler at your playing partern killa rider thug
They all get the thug world

[Chorus:]
This is dedicated to the fake ones
Wet up your whole block and bank when I'm done
Real niggas make ones only niggas that run they mouth like bitches
Get you caught up in that deep shit wishing they could make some

[ap9]
I hope they can watch it ain't no chronic in my system
That's my pistol nigga over the years platinum status
Platinum thangs all these niggas fuck a mainstream
I getting respect balling and mobb figas hustlers and G'z
When I be getting up is on the calico slugs to the mugs
Stacking scratch t be topping thangs really main
Back to the ways of chopper cuz gettting caine

[tha jacka]
I got a four five stainless steel left a nigga brainless when he cried
Scared man I seen it in his eyes a muthafucka tried to jack the jacka
Guess he thought I was rich cuz I'm a rapper right now
I checked a nigga's pockets and got it from his
Another way to go out should of chose a better way to live
Stop acting like G'z if you ain't a hog in this
I put a strap in my nove in fold ya when my fist hits you And spit in
Your
fucking face if you disgrace the real niggas the real G'z
The real realers check it out my niggas I'm on a lot of things
I like to smoke them

[Hustla]
Got them ends got to give them dividens got to get my kila men
Load up my ammo niggas like animals suckas can't handle me
You better talk that talk and walk that walk or keep your lips sealed
You fucking with the mob you better keep your shit real
I fuck with bo loc and mafioso's in a fo fo at the high post
I drive slow drive perk and off the henn you want some other shit
Like yay but I represent the bay where we hit the backs of mobb figgas

[Chorus:]
This is dedicated to the fake ones
Wet up your whole block and your bank when I'm done
Real niggas make ones only niggas that run they mouth like bitches
Get you caught up in that deep shit wishing they could make some
Real niggas make ones only niggas that run they mouth like bitches
Get you caught up in that deep shit wishing they could make some

[Fedx]
I keep my mind on my mo ney hand on my nine I treat hoes
Like morning shine I bust to these falling nines
But these rough times put us all on the grind with a crack
Representing the nine you find me running from three strikes
Running gunning yelling fuck ya'll thought I pay the price
I keeps the showing so keep the pouring and pimp I'm in
In this thug world I'm in

[ridah]
Ain't this about a bitch trying to get rich about to stack
Have more loot than bill yaytes find these thieves and
Accumulate G'z on earth to get my paper thug world
We made men where we pulling capers going to the bank
Smelling like rick dank top rank money never blank
Think about big shit
I got platinum with a hundred G'z in hand
Trip to send so I can pick and choose the thugs up you snooze
You looze

[Spice 1]
Thug living ain't for bitch ass niggas it's a dirty business
Got a ak with an infered nigga and my drama's in this
Step down outside see braids and sacs crack head bitches
On the block with the ass and tities dragging
Eight niggas on the corner reading hoopty hit the block
Four niggas on the corner four niggas fell and dropped
Hit the shit kicked with the posse traction wheel all action
Tires spinning blasted in a mob fashion