Текст пісні Mob City - Lil AJ, Tunde, Joe Blow

Mob City

Remember times on my ass feelin' skint\nRemember nana saying «Grandad is a pimp»\nRemember times washin' Q’s up in a sink\nNow my pounds a down of yellow and my bricks a top of pink\nAll the packaging just mixed up in the bin\nGot it lookin' like Lil Pumps wig\nFuck up a 9 then I bill a cookie spliff\nMe and TY in the SRT, movin' like The Stig\nNowadays bro it is what it is\nSo I never leave the gaff without a stick\nJumped in the music game just for Migz\nNow we want studios, labels and big cribs\nTryna move from the jets to the sticks\nI’m in the field with my blocka’s and my crips\nI ain’t a banger but I bang for my chibs\nMy OG broke my heart time ago, way before a bitch\nGlock .23 on me, that’s my bestfriend\nGLE 63 for my next Benz\nShit they’ll probably give me life for my next bid\nThe whole blocka still screaming rest in peace Migz\nFrom the bay to Whalley Range, it is not a game\nThey call me blow, I’m on the road with a lot of cane\nI’m from the town, you ain’t got a body, you ain’t got a name\nAnd all this Kimber came from home, I got it on the plane\nIt’s blow money or its no money\nYou niggas know who killed your bro and you ain’t rolled on him\nAnd yeah I knocked your little bitch and now she hoe for me\nI fuck with Tunde cause' he always keep a pole on him\nFree T and fuck the sucker that had told on him\nBuss down Roley, you can barely see the gold on it\nSit on so much old cheese, it got mould on it\nAlways keep it a thousand because I blow hunnid’s, nigga\nReal nigga since day one\nBlow money, lash money\nYeah free that nigga A1\n12 hour flight, touched down in Manchester\nI ain’t gotta do the job, I’ma' have my man stretch ya\nFuck that nigga and his dead homie\nHit that nigga in his head and now that nigga buried, momma lonely\nGlock .27, keep it in the man bag\nNigga ran up, I swear to God we did man bad\n.40 cal got a light kick\nAnd this SKS that I’m totin' bitch got a light switch\nWhen we lay a nigga down, we do it face first\nIf a nigga duckin'\nwe show him how the K work\nIf he ain’t on the block, we gon' double back\nHit a couple corners, I’ma' show you where the pussies at\nBay and South we don’t really do the drive-bys\nAnd I’m quick to knock a nigga bitch, I’ma' fly guy