M.O.B

Yeah, from my heart and my soul

They say my heart full of gold

I'ma brush shoulder with ho

Came to take over control

I'ma make sure that they know

A **** banned if he old

And I ain't playing with no ho

I wrap my hand around her throat

These **** playin', so they broke

You know, your man, he done fold

You got subpoenaed, the court

And fuck payin' the PO

These **** playin' with the dough

I razor blade till it broke

I scrape the shake off the floor

These **** think it's a joke

You better think like you know

I got the K with the scope

I'm sippin' drink with the smoke

I'm drippin' paint with the spokes

I'm top rank, so salute

Versace frame with the boot

I spent the Benz and the loot

I got a ten with me too

Cartier lens and they new

My pocket fat as Rasputia

I can put no trust in hoes, I put my trust in my room

I can put no trust in these **** 'cause these **** are foolin'

You **** glorify who got shot, we respectin' the shooter

The block hot, all the young hoes out

I'm on an apartment step until the ball sold out

Hey, little jerk boy, owed me 20 buck, that give me two, three a pop

Don't go over there with that loud-ass shit, shawty

And make sure you knock, yeah

This shit for the real **** 'round the globe

This shit here for real **** down the road

Money over bitches, stick to the code

I heard these bitches hatin', tell 'em, "Fuck no, ho"

All these **** 'round my hood sell dope

Better keep your fire, 'cause anything goes

Paint my shit candy, real triple gold

I heard these bitches hatin', tell 'em, "Fuck no, ho"

Never started out goin' to school with get-ins

Used to come home, see Ken 'nem gettin' it in

'Member came home, I seen a million on the floor

'Member comin' home, I used to see them bricks of dope

Young **** goin' hard, fresher than your folks

Better tell your mama 'nem go get you some new clothes

Better tell your mama 'nem you want some new Girbauds

My uncle smokin' dope, my other cousin out here throwed

I was a young **** tryna get it off the surface

Mama 'nem were workin' hard, Daddy was gettin' nervous

Didn't have no hoop dreams and damn sure wasn't gon' join the service

Fuck a 9 to 5, the way it pay, that shit wasn't workin'

This shit for the real **** 'round the globe

This shit here for real **** down the road

Money over bitches, stick to the code

I heard these bitches hatin', tell 'em, "Fuck no, ho"

All these **** 'round my hood sell dope

Better keep your fire, 'cause anything goes

Paint my shit candy, real triple gold

I heard these bitches hatin', tell 'em, "Fuck no, ho"