Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

If anybody got a problem with the way a nigga rolls

so hood for the streets, every day a nigga go

I'm east-oh feelin' it, let a nigga know

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600-town business, study gettin' gold

Release an independent, I spit it like a pro

G-Stack, bring it back, blow it out the radio

I done got my second wind, I'm back at it again

Rollin' like a rock with the mighty San Quinn

So run and tell a friend, 'cause them no play

You haters in my way will have me fight another case

Say fuck 'em to their face, should-a dumped them in the way

By the way they're sucking dick they must be lovin' how it taste

I reside in the place with the highest murder rate

and anything you want, you can get it by the weight

Purple mane never fake, representin' mob shit

From the O to the SCO, see I done the town biz

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

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Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

San Quinn breathe rap, G-Stack, we crack

Like east Oakland on a Saturday night

Token on purple, ain't a damn thing light

All black, all pack, fuck the black and whites

Outta control in the drivers seat

Eatin teen in a Jag, them youngsters is whiter than me

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In a town, no problem with me

I'm with G-Stack, yeah he put it down in the streets

Been around paper, been around beef

been around Indians, been around teats

Keep it MOB'd up, yes indeed sir!

Keep your body, keep your body but your soul relieve ya!

Tack on my G now, check me out

Got it locked in the bay, gone let me out

'cause I'm real to my soul, yo MOB in my bloodstream

Do it for my thug team, do it 'cause we love cream!

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

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Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

I'm really with the MOB, bobbin' like there's 10 of me

To the east side, r-ride on my enemies

Here to murder every track like they sendin' me

Like you don't really want a problem, it's fair to be

See me and the streets we are cellies,

and since I feel hood ain't shit you can tell me

Prepare for this shit, 'cause it's about to get smelly

Flow slicker than petroleum, KY jelly -- GOOD

I do this for the aff niggas bustin' cash

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and the popular little puppa with the sexy ass

There where the olympics be, I know I'm talkin' fast

Got my nigga strapped up, like we about to crash

Chips on the wrist, extra on the twist

Plenty on the drips, way too many for the flip

Got it gone like a trip, and I'm blown like I'm rich

sharp as a mosquito's tweeter, tell it bitch, I'm rich

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad

Are you really with the mob? Yeah, I'm really with the mob

Gettin' money, stayin' on, that's the motherfuckers job

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Are you really that sure? Yeah, I'm really that sure

Do my thing, with my gang, that's my motherfuckers squad