Album Cover The Boss Mobster

The Boss Mobster

Spice 1

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Blaaw!

Verse 1:

Nigga who you think you fuckin' with?

You ain't no killer I put slugs in niggas opposite leg to get my skrilla

Does a blackflip pull out my gat and blow your ass

Twenty paces nine millimeter slugs up in they faces

Ain't no nigga living alive that could vibe

And have me caught up in some bullshit I eat your ass up with the full clip

The giggidy giggidy giggidy gangster from the eastside of the Bay

Ballin' outta the hooptie with the 50 clip A.K. Blaaw!

Niggas don't wanna fuck with me

Infared was up in your eye when you rolled up to me

I have one bullet up in the chamber ready to put your ass to rest

You was strapped with a bullet proff vest and it still went through your chest

You fail to realize the size you fuckin' with a killer

Boss mobster known to be effective figure (x5)

Hook:

Don't cry when me bleed ya, LR nigga don't let me break you down (x3)

Verse 2:

Don't be fuckin' with my emotions playa

Cause a nigga will cut your balls off and feed 'em to you

I'd love to do you with this big ass tech to get motherfuckin' respect

Woo-ha put your ass in check

Leavin' you hoppin' down the street with half your ass hangin' up off your

back

So hold your motherfuckin' nutsack I'm off the yack nigga

Put your dead homey up in my seat

Open up the door and throw his ass out on the concrete

See you can't fuck with a killer though

YOu catch me bailin' parlayin' but I have to blast at you nigga though

Keep it on your ass on the slundin' with the beenie

Keepin' you motherfuckers two dollars short of a martinee

I'm a straight soldier motherfuckin' player shotcaller boss baller

Poppin'