Artist: C-bo f/mob figaz
Album: C-bo's mob figaz
Song: If U buying
Typed By: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

Verse 1
[ap9]
Remeber what they thought that I would get up and caught
After I got the heir steady straight to the hall
It never been about that I fought and lost
Without my opponent being traced out in chalk
But I may still satifsy I may rectify so till the day I die
Fuck rapping I'll retire negotiators wanna know
The paper I desire easy alive tired being lied to I ride through
With the hostages shielding me yielding from the cops and shit
Spectator can't see to hot this kid but it's too late
I be shooting straight it's funny all
I ever wanted was some money
And someone to suck me like they had no dick
All of a sudden these muthafuckas wanna know me
Calling me down rider leaving the house of free
I'm on some fuck the world shit I don't know
Guess I'm stressed of the bushit
They don't know me like they think they do

Chorus: 2x
[ap9]
If you don't know me like you think you do
If you buying I sit down and have it street with you
Still you don't know me like you think you do
I was strapped the time you had no heater with you

Verse 2
[fed x]
You don't know I was in the back seat jacked out sipping yak
Keyed keep heat on my chest dropping s on my skull
Cherry purple on my vest and I can't feel it
Cuz something is ron I get you off with my gat
Peeling was with niggas dome and the clouds say lil
Plenty hold on but the bennit was strong like I said
One in the chamber they ain't had I ain't trying to stop
Those fingers kept holding on hecka brown around the car
Brown pole and I'm out cold smith and wesson in my hend
And a couple of songs in my pocket as I bail from the cd I'm gone
What the fuck one minute I was on my way home
The next thing was things on my cloths
But I ain't worried about my big P though for a second
Two niggas get smoked was it something I drank
Or was it something I smoked when all these niggas think
They know me when they really don't know
And it's killing me slow thinking I'ma rapper but I was in the coat
It's the only way I manage to keep the chip off my shoulder

Verse 3
[ap9]
Saddle back up give me some room for I jack ya I'm a platoon
Be the biggest and I blast ya silly muthafucka
You ain't knowing me who asked ya I would of put it past ya
I'm moving faster in the fast lane fast life causing disaters
These niggas acting like the don we the last ones
With a gat in my phat I cooking fast ones
You suckers really acting like you want some
Come get some I'm getting smart with your last day
Beter catch your breath somebody better hold me is what they tell me
Hold me the ghetto is trying to kill me us getting silly
Just a thug nigga I run with riders and hustlers
We dumping slugs nigga and we ain't dumping with no busters
Good I love niggas go and get your drugs on
Police jocking me and my little cuzin as they watching me
Stopping me popping me they wanna see a.p.9. in a box see
They think the young like the good life
The mob life foo but you don't know me like you think you do

Chorus: 2x
[ap9]
If you don't know me like you think you do
If you buying I sit down and have it street with you
But still you don't know me like you think you do
I was strapped at the time you had no heater with you

Verse 4
[ridah]
It all happened in a lincoln limo I talking business
With a fan name kamino was supposed to be this so called nephew
It was on though she said it was on for two times
Wondering us what we gonna do I should of I couldn't trust her
The bitch in the grass feds found they kilos and grass
In the ground set me up the feds in my but
Pay cash from the home rural his own team couldn't trust
He told me big dog had to get him for nine ball head
From frisco who saw his pistol
From crate with missles and hand grenedes
They don't know it's on a fag and I could tell them all the way
Just a few more moves I got to make I got chances
I got to take beingin the mobb is a job is a promise
I can't fake the fast lane yea so much cash came
Said slow my name but they don't know my face
They young nigga young mouth caught a case
In any time you will waste G'z on a lawyer only to get 30 years
Judge to the floor push ups to the chest get soft muthafuckas
Ain't shit I'm fully ready to let niggaz know
As time changes playas become haters even if you knew me
For hecka long you still be a stranger you don't know me