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san quinn - mob style musik كلمات الأغنية

[intro: jt the bigga figga]
mob sh_t
right back at you mayn tape two
the young baby boy san quinn
oh the hustle continues mayn
it goes down
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just when you thought it was safe to put them tapes out ha ha ha ha
yeah mayn that mob sh_t

[chorus: san quinn & jt the bigga figga]
it ain’t nothin’ like (it ain’t nothin’ like)
it ain’t nothin’ like, mob style music
skeet skirtin’ through the turf, never cruisin’
in the bay, that’s the way that we (do it)
it ain’t nothin’ like (it ain’t nothin’ like)
it ain’t nothin’ like, mob style music
skeet skirtin’ through the turf, never cruisin’
in the bay, that’s the way that we (do it)

[verse 1: san quinn & jt the bigga figga]
bouncin’ out my hitch on the bay bridge
lookin’ at the fog, when it’s foggy it be dangerous
exit and don’t fail [?] see my tail in the feed
p and swell[?], sip for jewells and h_lla g’s
out [?] on the visit there o headed up haze
amaze, rolex, fall face [?] thousand dollar in rings (ha ha ha)
in the city where the g_ys’ got more justice than blacks
young hustlas are strapped, can’t afford to take a nap
say my eyes wide open, scopin out the perimeter
feelin’ out the area, fillmoe, stereo [?]
windin’ down in a half, we hittin’ china town
lookin’ for the chyna now, what about half a pound
cut it down, tre_ways, one love to belo
n_ggas velvet striped but what about the sequel?
part two, hard to, by my past in retaliation
with no hesitation, step toward the confrontation
reactin’ we all packin’ livin’ the life of a timer
put my money on the nine and send my d_ck to the v_g_n_
i see the same ho’s in the same clothes, try to mangle
but i don’t tangle with stank ho’s (stank ho’s)
bankrolls what i be about, on another mission
addiction, to [?] position big pimpin’
no convictions or priors, f_ck a police
legal they know me with my illegal homie on the city streets n_gga

[verse 2: san quinn]
way of life is stayin’ tight, [?] fifty gang close near
with my eyes on riches, like the thighs on b_tches
seven digit figures, while n_ggas struggle to stack a gram
with rope and sack in hand, say you can not be the man
crack forever [?] but dope fiends recoverin’
the n_ggas hustlin is sufferin’ no longer doubled in dollars
troubled [?] and turnin’ down nothin but collars
coppin’ the powder from these cowards attitude sour
see a ninety_six caddy and north_star system and
rememberin’ when dividends was different then
ten years done passed, eighty_six to ninety_six
kicks, ounces, quarters, and crumbs in the slums gettin’ slung
many homies still on project steps over reputation
on conversation, no debatin’ sh_t is illiac
on the track with a real, block to block
glock to glock, n_ggas k!ll, will you pop
or lose your dome in the danger zone
make a n_gga change his home
put his trust in his chrome piece instead of his homies
the city is sh_tty as diarrhea, i’ma be right here in my riot gear g’d up

[chorus: san quinn & jt the bigga figga]
it ain’t nothin’ like (it ain’t nothin’ like)
it ain’t nothin’ like, mob style music
skeet skirtin’ through the turf, never cruisin’
in the bay, that’s the way that we (do it)
it ain’t nothin’ like (it ain’t nothin’ like)
it ain’t nothin’ like, mob style music
skeet skirtin’ through the turf, never cruisin’
in the bay, that’s the way that we (do it)

[outro: san quinn & jt the bigga figga]
in the bay, that’s the way that we (do it)
game recognize game, in the bay mayn
yeah that mob sh_t
oh it goes down in this part of town
i thought you know
one love to the get low playas mayn
to all the real get low playas you know what i’m sayin’
my boy [?], ha ha ha
yeah mayn better know as rack skerz
it’s goin’ down nineteen ninety_six that g sh_t
this mob style music
one love

- san quinn

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