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sal jordan – mob strut كلمات اغاني

[intro]

aight
i gotta get back to that paper now you feel me
yeah

i talk that
dog i’m all about that
look at the way i walk that
hands up, watch the way i walk that

[verse 1]

mob strut
see me, when you see me watch ya posture
walk into a room all em m-th-f-ckas starstruck
disobey the reign, let the rain wash the chalk up
dead in the middle of little italy, tossed up
sal mister flip a throne, pretty n-gga tanny-toned
model to the kids, watch how daddy bring the cheddar home
who
maroni don walkin up the charts
i run 3 companies, i can’t hop up in a car

if you raise hands they tie those
real as a poet side note
i can f-ck a mother, i raise pants like pablo
vivid picture pic-ssos, clothes and hoes go
from hand me downs to pick it and ride, the boy glows

boyki doing road now
get a crowd stoked as overdosin on that c0ke
i want big body ro-vas
millions in the so-fa
capture flag and wave it lift the city on my shoul-das
watch me plan and go now

[bridge 1]

as we proceed! to give you what you need!

yellowin era… 2k16..

and beyond and beyond
new mob coming
there’s a new mob coming!
…
watch the way i walk that

[verse 2]

mob strut
fat burners singing like the opera (blaw)
i don’t tote sh-t, that’s the homies i just knock ya (knock)
it trickle down to sk!lls and my best is making profits (money!)
also making progress got a money talkin conscience (woo)

used to make weight, runnin miles cut the water out (cut it)
now i’m on cake and champaign, bring the bottles out (ugh)
b-tches in my lap, ask me sally what you proudest bout? (huh)
these b-tches in my lap ain’t even know that i’m a artist

true sh-t, had it since the afro with the fittedcap
bulls cap twisted before bulls was like the band shirts
f-cked up school, dropped out, i ain’t cl-ssy (uh uh)
beat so dirty got your grandma lookin nasty (ew)

back to pack cl-ssics it’s sally the fantastic (okay)
my battlerack stacked, n-z- mood, swingin axis
this ain’t personal they just avarage or lack p-ssion (lack p-ssion)
this ain’t meant for you if you ain’t do this till the casket, sal

[bridge 2]

oh sh-t. this what i’m owed, who the f-ck you thought was in front of you?!
sally n-gga, ready for whatever n-gga, test me!

this my year homie. we takin over. get the f-ck out the way b-tch

[transition]

born in the west
raised in the east
knuckles bruised since a pup, i was trained like a beast
rap’s benjamin tackling benjamins with ease
do this for my street
me and the homies deserve to feast
sal jordan

- sal jordan

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