You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit First I load the clip and then I make the hit I know some y'all can't fade this Lench mob niggas are the craziest So you and your boys are ass-out When I'm rollin in a seven-deuce glass house The mob ain't nothing but a menace When we get the motherfucking dog in us Playing them old beats I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies Ready to peel your cap You can't believe faces of death on wax Some say the mob ain't positive Man fuck that shit cause I gots to live How I live and you could either give a fuck punk Yo or get your ass bucked Some rappers are heaven-sent But self-destruction don't pay the fucking rent So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job I'd rather roll it wit the lench mob
To be down with the mob is simple Mind your own you want a spot find your own And take mine if you're badder than the strong man I do the right thing I do the wrong thing Do anything cause I ain't faking the scene It's all about how much bacon you bring And if you see something from the gat I will stuff it Yo you ain't seen nothing Cause if you testify you're living blind Cause in the city you live and let die Rolling with the fools one time can't beat On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet He said I know you I said you might My name is ice cube I did a song you didn't like So he soaked me up like bounty Had to do a week in the county A piece of cake it was just like a party Cause in the county you know everybody No I didn't kill or steal or rob Locked up for what cause I'm rollin wit the lench mob
If you know a female that's rollin with the lench mob Watch your step cause the gat is kept In the purse like my homegirl yo-yo You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no Cause if you are I'll be the first one to bust you out After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out Get the picture or bitch You'll get the eighty-six If she wanna try and mix Business and pleasure make up your own mind You gotta be a hoe on your own time Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep Yo the mob is still deep And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit You thought you got with the crew you can't get with So get the noose ready for the lynching Now 235 is what I'm benching But nowadays it's still not enough I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush Give me the gat, step back, and watch me do the job Rolling with the motherfucking lench mob
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