One Mob - Joe Blow, Mozzy, Philthy Rich

At least eleven people were gunned down in what has been an incredibly violent

three days across the bay area

Police say a triple shooting yesterday in San Francisco

Three men were found shot to death today

And in Oakland six people were murdered since Saturday.

Police are trying to

figure out if any of these crimes are related

Five shootings in the past twenty-four hours, have left one person dead

It was a bloody weekend in Oakland where violence claimed the lives of at least

four people and brought the total homicides for the year to 101

I’m really stripping shit

Really bare-facing shit

When I shot my first nigga, I was loving it

You a sucker bitch

In the house tucking shit

Me and my niggas, on the block and we loving it

I’m getting money out the pack bitch

Riding 'round town yeah with that thirty on strap shit

More than one hustle, like HD

Riding 'round with the Sig, or the XD

On my hip is a G man bitch

The whole hood riding 'round talking free Bands bitch

Shout out Blood, and my nigga Philthy Rich

Can’t forget JA, my nigga fifty states

I’m trynna touch fifty states with the loud pack

Get in the way of that, and get yo ass stamped

Me and my niggas, we laid the whole spot down

And left out the bitch, with like sixty-five pounds

Yeah, they call me Lil AJ

I’m riding 'round in the hood with the baby AK (smack, smack)

Blow

Check a real nigga out

Sliding through the East, Glock on my lap

With my bare-face niggas so I don’t need a mask

Money over bitches so I only need her pass

And you know I’m pushing coke so I don’t really need her ass

Posted on the block got the chopper by the trash

Hit a fence and a gate every time I see the task

Sliding through my block, gon' be leaving in a bag

And I’ll put my hammer down and still beat a nigga ass

These niggas is suckas

And I put that on my mother

My niggas is Mob, cause them my other brothers

I’m ready to slide on niggas fucking with the hustle

And I came with thirty, but all I needed was a dozen

Just ask my little cousin bruh, I been with the shit

And you know the forty on me and I extended the clip

This niggas up in love but I’m sending this bitch

And I’m respecting every corner that I bend in the whip

Ay yo I rock to the neck

With the chop to the neck

Catch a nigga selling crack on his block to the neck

Have his momma sitting on a bitch to the neck

While the preacher talking all that punk shit to the neck

Nigga it’s the Mob

It’s only One Mob

It’s Husalah, Husalah

Still killing and rob

Bust a nigga head like a watermelon

When the bitches on my dick, suck me up, niggas telling

That’s why I stay, mobbing in my drop top

Wit' a long chop

Lil' hand thang

I told the bitch, to gimme a lil' head bitch

And at the same time bring a lil' bread bitch

You niggas touch kissing bitches

While I’m in the kitchen whipping

Gettin' richer and richer

With this big thang

But niggas switching up

That’s why this big thang

Got two switches on the side

Hitting niggas up

That’s one, three shot burst in this fully

You want no funk nigga cause I’m coming fully

Prepared

Niggas scared

Niggas better go to church

Talking with that punk shit, I’m a wipe your whole turf

Down, and make that shit silent

When you funking with the Mob nigga, it get violent

While you niggas on the net pushing on keyboards

I got this long thang mobbing, it’s the Mob boy

Standing on Sem, a hundred thousand in diamonds

Same block that a nigga used to nickel and dime in

Pockets full of new money

All these foreigns do two hundred

Can’t sleep, paranoid, the mattress stuffed with two hundred

These red bottoms that I’m rocking size forty-five

Nigga better know I’m rocking with this forty-five

Look my killer in his eye before he take my life

Double back on his ass, a nigga make it through the night

Fast ass rapping get you gunned down faster

We on five nine have it done before he hit

Young Philthy out hustling blow

I was really outside with them customers hoe

Believe none of what you hear and half of what you see

In the kitchen remixing turning one, two, three

Two shooters with me now but there’s usually three

Nigga I was a V you were