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Let 'em Have It Lyrics - Artist : MemoTheMafioso
[Intro:]
Let them niggas have it bro Ready? Yup nigga That's yo' ass nigga! LueWaddup [MemoTheMafioso:] Why you talkin' like you with 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 with 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 [Sethii Shmactt:] Aye, bitch where yo' mans at? Prolly somewhere hatin' cause we win and they can't stand that Nigga, and I got yo' bitch bringin' chicken in I'm a cutthroat, you niggas sweet like cinnamon Bitch I can fuck you and yo' best friend Hit it from the back she say "Damn!" like Kendrick All my niggas slidin' I ain't talkin' bout electric Big Glock, nigga 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 nigga from the Rich Gang Strip teasin', leave a nigga with some shit stains Bitch! [E. Corleone:] Real MOB nigga, all black the apparel And I don't do the talkin' pussy come talk to the barrel All my niggas ain't for nothing we 'bout it for real So let a nigga disrespect and he bound to get peeled That nigga 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 niggas be focused on rap Meanwhile the MOB up in them streets really uppin them stacks I heard yo' nigga turned snitch what a fuckin' disgrace Gave me a even better reason to get niggas erased I got niggas 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 niggas 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 nigga back if he funkin with gang We Call of Duty niggas blocks if they think it's a game I got some killas from the Bay and them niggas go manii I got some Eses really loco they really go brazy MOB bitch we known to give niggas the blues So disrespect we leave yo' momma cryin' on the News |
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