Twista - Mobsters Anthem Lyrics
Yeah we gonna do it like thisMobsters reign, we hope you feel thisSpeedknot mobstersVerse 1:My click been strugglin half a lifetime tryin to get our shit onGot no gs to sit on, even so niggas sell packs to get onBut let me take you to a placeWhere these niggaz learn to better pain and stressLook a murderer in the face, comin up with a wilder range youre blitzed1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken youFleein through the front door, and we gotta do one moreEven though dealer watchin me like the lotteryWe can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecyWell mobbin what can be better than weed, drinks, *****es and loot?Hangin off 20 gs cause you got more money to scoopLives a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capersConstantly eyed by neighbors, who do the feds favors?It aint no major dough, what this lady yeya blowAs long as its payin me for my occupation criminalPullin up on hoes, as the weed smoke blows, the absence of a mobsters presenceIs the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, it rolls, the pearl white osMobile, shit Im a ride high til I die, get killedSmoke like fields, forever dodgin blue shields,Were blue steel I got full proof escape skillsWere paper chasin leavin trails of shell casesAnd chasin to the part of your bodyWhere the bloods wasted, on the life takenChicago aint a city its a nationIts all this my foundation within the mobster organizationChorus:If its gonna be shakin it up, if its gonna be cookin it upIf it aint hustlin and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin it up(well Im a payin mobster for life, caught with gold and ice)(speedknots roll two shots too cold to die, know Im a get high)Its an everyday thang for my speedknot mob to hangCallin cops for thangs, readin to squab or bangTakin your riches, cause we know we snatchin your *****esThe wish I reign my family gotta maintain , its a mobster thangVerse 2:Im a fat booty *****in, love gettin the sucks in and bustinGivin niggers punkin heads for nothin, while bumpin, handle my functionsMy pistles pumpin, got hoes jumpin, a mobstas always into somethinI can feel killuminati lookin over my shoulderSomethin keeps tellin me to get mine before its overSmokin on plenty of buddahs, the brand to get blessed, with forgivenessFor the last time Im sent on the survivin questFrom hustlin 24-7 to makin niggas get undressedThe mobster in me got to be obsessedWith lucci and success, so I can care lessIf I gotta be lootin and woopin,Im sick of beggin niggas for ridesId rather be the one thats scoopinCause in these last days its day to day hustlin for me, I wont rest hereEverydayFat ass chain and 3 blades,Trippin on that 2 faced, that nigga sweatin dickWhile I rock the stage,Like these *****es is just tryin to get paid to give a nigga aidsLike I can use it for turnin tricksOr either for hittin licks and then rap about the shitIn one the mobsters greastest hits,And when we come to your town(? )then raise itFinest skunk we just can roll it up and blaze itChorus (2x)Im gonna make it through this new world order if I gotta be rappin and robbinYou cant stop the speedknot from mobbin and if you try we squabinWe waitin for you to fall off the square so you best keep your head upWhen these shots how niggas roll, cause we dont believe in goin head upOn this week 100s, 50s, and dubs, trigger finger itchy with snubsHit me wit love, black gloves, red eyes (? )T-shirt up on my face, *****ed up and ready, I *****ed the 380,Got a grip that was steady adrenalineRushin po-feddy, while lives is rolled with sisqoMay we rock the tightest flows but tinto up with the clips thoughGotta find out what yo pockets hit fo, cause I aint that scummieMother ***** (? ) got no time for rockin,Choppin in the car stoppin with a stack ofpacked moneyBut you trustin me, then I cup this shit,Snatch all of your luxury, try touchin meActin tough as shit, my moms is a bust for me*****in me or make me hate you,Permanently sedate you, when the bullet penetrateYou its goin straight for your face you, unless we chase youWhen we escape through your pocketsBy all means neccesary the rest is secondaryComin for back til my flesh is buried, the test is carried for me to surviveAnd hope we still will be thick, with a trilogy click but now sevenMobstability shitChorus(2x)Ha, I just take a pull in the hail,Thinkin about my niggas thats locked up in jailMy mind dwells on crime sales, we wipin off mad shellsOnly time will tell if we gotta use emAint lookin for stack , but if we got into itWe gotta do it, ha, mobster anthem for life
