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      Mobbin'

      Gospel Gangstaz

      Album: Gang Affiliated

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      Gospel Gangstaz - Mobbin' Música y Letra

      Let me start wit my intro
      A young brother from south central
      Snatched outta gangs, Let me brak you off my info
      A young criminal got in contact wit the spiritual
      A couple of years ago, But you don't hear me though
      Christ came alive and the old me got smoked
      He broke all the yokes, And I'm still loc
      I know it's tricky seein a christian bell in dickie's
      But I never stop bangin
      Just changed my gang and
      I gotta stomp in my gangsta boots
      Cause the boys in the hood wouldn't hear me in a silk suit
      No lights, No cameras, Just gimme some action wit a fat groove
      While Solo creeps like a thief on a jack move
      What's the information on my gang affiliation?
      My Bible's in my waist and
      It's no colors on a brother cause my rag's gone
      But I'm still loc so I gotta get my sag on
      Don't trip when you see me in a pulpit
      It's like I'm strapped wit a mac and a full clip
      I pull quick when God anoints
      And if my Bible's a gun, You catchin verses like a hollow point
      Mr. Solo's in the house wit the gangsta walk
      That's how the gangstas stalk, Tizzalkin gangsta talk
      Cause as a youngsta in LA bein bought up
      Doin anything thought up, Cause I was caught up
      Like the rapture, Note that my mind was fractured
      Cause the system and the ways of my neighborhood was backwards
      They called me cool when I blasted a 380
      Then Jesus saved me, Now they call me crazy
      But I'm smarter, I comes a little harder
      Pack a .9 for those thinkin of makin me a martyr
      Me wrestle gainst the flesh, I'm not sayin that
      But runnin up on me, Devil I ain't playin that
      [Huh] You heard about my crew and tryed to clown
      But forget the tape I'm in yo face
      So now what, I'm mobbin
      
      [Chorus:]
      Mobbin wit the gangstas [x4]
      
      [Verse 2: Chille Chill]
      So what now, Do you need Chille Chill to show you how
      Wit my buck, Bing, Rat a tat, Pow style
      I got a bone to pick, And it's on like this
      Cause when I spit, It's like a brick and i'll stone ya quick
      I gets illa could you feel a ex-drug deala
      I spray the word on Belzabub like it's bug killa
      I thought you knew to respect my crew
      Ya should've known, You was comin short tryin to check this true
      I thought I had to pack when I heard ya rap
      But the gangsta brings the gospel so the Word's my strap
      I pray day and night when I'm in the cut
      But I'm sick of brothers frontin tryin to hit me up
      No fear here loc, So come real wit me
      Cause even if I was a trip, Ya couldn't deal wit me
      [So, Come chill wit me] Chille Chill is steady chillin
      Fulfilling God's will and like a florida orange cap, I'm steady peelin
      Wit the word that you heard, My Bible's like a mausberg
      And by the damage that occured by the lost G
      Now true to the cross G, I once was a lost nut
      But now I'm just a found nut
      So now what, I'm mobbin
      
      [Chorus x4]
      
      [Verse 3: Tik Tokk]
      Tik Tokk is on a creep so peep how I roll
      Not for ya lac or ya snaps but fo yo soul
      I flow it well, Cast out devils when I show and tell
      I plead the blood, It never fails, Devil go to hell
      Day and night I'm in this gangsta life
      I got courted on wit Christ now it's on, On sight
      Tik Tokk is my name and my claim to fame
      Livin holy is a change but I'm still the same
      I'm a young G followin my O.G.
      The Father, Spirit, Son, Plus me so we 4 deep
      It's the maniac, Psycho, Lunatic, Loco
      Filled wit truth, So peep game on my vocals
      I got the devil in a chokehold
      From all night prayer and I didn't have to pop no do's
      I'm not a wimp, You'll never catch me slip
      Cause I walls by faith wit a gangsta limp
      So don't attack man, Cause I pack man, Stomp and chomp em
      Gotta promote cause I'm from compton
      Ready to smack up, Beat the track up
      And for those who wanna act up
      
      [Mr. Solo:]
      In Jesus name you better back up while the gangsta bring the gospel to the funk groove
      I can't turn my back on Christ, That's a punk move (OOOOH)
      I gots to come at y'all real
      I couldn't compromise and tell you lies for a record deal
      Now I tour the world without the girls and they tails out
      We still clockin G's and we didn't have to sell out
      And just like Tupac, You can't juice me for my louie or my gucci
      You never can catch me smoochie coochie
      I don't touch none of these hoochies
      I know it's kinda hard to bear this
      But the girls on my back and on my jock is on my prayer list
      So don't thrust wit ya lust and a smile wit ya foul butt
      You'll catch a shank to the gut, I'm out the cut
      My crew is straight mobbin

      Gospel Gangstaz - Mobbin' Música y Letra

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