[Skit]
Let them n***as have it, bro
Ready?
Yup, n***a
That's your ass, n***a

[Intro]
(LueWaddup)

[Verse 1: MemoTheMafioso]
Why you talkin’ like you wit it boy?
I know that you a phony
You claimin' that you real
Then you gonna have to show me
Never been a bitch and I put that on my homies
And I been about my shit ain't nobody ever hoe me
I remember I was makin’ plays by my lonely
When I was just a youngin tryna ball like I'm Kobe
You was in the stands I was really goin' OT
Big Brodie keep a 40 like he addicted to the OE
I've been makin' plays but I keep that shit lowkey
I don't take a loss if you lane switch on me
You can talk shit but yo' main bitch blow me
And I know it make you mad that yo' main bitch know me
I ain’t wit the games bitch you know that I don’t play those
Actin' hella hard but he soft like Play-Doh
I been sippin’ lean you been sippin' on that Karo
I'm a mufuckin mack to these hoes like Sayso
Aye, who you foolin' why you lie fo?
You ain’t never heard a chop sing like a high note
If you sneak dissin' on the MOB you get fired on
Make that bitch ring like a mufuckin iPhone
[Verse 2: Sethii Shmactt]
Aye, bitch where yo' mans at?
Prolly somewhere hatin' cause we win and they can't stand that
N***a, and I got yo' bitch bringin' chicken in
I'm a cutthroat, you n***as sweet like cinnamon
Bitch I can fuck you and yo' best friend
Hit it from the back she say "Damn!" like Kendrick
All my n***as slidin' I ain't talkin' bout electric
Big Glock, n***a shit can get hectic
Aye, fuck a bitch Ima marry guap
I can't trust shit these hoes tell like the Marriott
Do we lack? Fuck no bitch we carry Glocks
Gas pack, magic in the wood call it Harry Pott
And it's MOB x CG hittin' big stains
Fat woods, in love with Mary Jane bitch I'm Rick James
Young Thug, like that n***a from the Rich Gang
Strip teasin', leave a n***a with some shit stains
Bitch!

[Verse 3: E. Corleone]
Real MOB n***a, all black the apparel
And I don't do the talkin' pussy come talk to the barrel
All my n***as ain't for nothing we 'bout it for real
So let a n***a disrespect and he bound to get peeled
That n***a Bucks about to cut bitch you better get back
Cause if he creepin' on yo' ass then you know it's a wrap
They all talk pussy n***as be focused on rap
Meanwhile the MOB up in them streets really uppin them stacks
I heard yo' n***a turned snitch what a fuckin' disgrace
Gave me a even better reason to get n***as erased
I got n***as that'll get you gone without leavin' a trace
Watch what you say spittin' on the MOB it's the the biggest mistake
I like how n***as love to talk but ain't sayin' a thing
You come thru flexin' over here bet we snaggin' them chains
We quick to peel a n***a back if he funkin with gang
We Call of Duty n***as blocks if they think it's a game
I got some killas from the Bay and them n***as go manii
I got some Eses really loco they really go brazy
MOB bitch we known to give n***as the blues
So disrespect we leave yo' momma cryin' on the News