E-40 F- Nate Dogg Sinister Mob Lyrics

Sinister Mob Lyrics

[Nate Dogg]

 I don't know if you don't, but I know

 Whenever the wind blows

 I be chasin all of my cheese

 Think I'm lyin?  Silly ne-gro please

 My niggaz is out to get rich

 Better watch out man, cause they sick

 Somebody better get this dick

 I'm about to get Sic'Wid dis shit

 Although them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will be

 So what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G's

 Some niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they knees

 Some niggaz will rescue a bitch 

 some skanless niggaz'll let the hoe bleed

 

 [Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]

 If you gon' ride nigga go'n ride (zzzzoom)

 If you gon' hide nigga go'n hide (witcho' bitch-ass)

 If you gon' shoot nigga go'n shoot (doo doo doo doo doo doo)

 If you gon' spook nigga go'n spook

 

 [E-40]

 The cherries, sirens, got me layin, po-po penelopes make 

 noises, throughout the night, bring the yellow tape

 They so, lost, bodies bagged up

 Streets, blocked off, victims AIRlifted up

 Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins

 Funkin, beefin, killin they best friends

 And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason

 But right now it's a drought, and ain't nobody eatin

 So therefo' (therefo') there the problem right there

 Ain't no jobs provided, so I'ma blame the mayor

 Sinister mob, throughout the town

 Y'all grew up on this shit, y'all love the sound

 Y'all threw up on the shit, all on the tar

 Got you twisted with the shit, dang near wreck yo' momma's car

 Dirty needles, welfare checks

 Poverty, despair, housin projects

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [E-40]

 Smeb with me, and Nate Dogg

 M.D. 20/20 see that them breathin alcohol

 Took a 40 to the head with me

 Eightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall

 {*glass breaks*} I dropped a C-note, didn't miss it

 A little skank from the other side picked it up and kisses it like

 {*smooch*} Good luck, you deserve it and you makin it

 Even though, my boyfriend n them be hatin it

 I'm a top hat, them cats is mouses

 I sport ice, cost mo' than niggaz houses

 I'm nothing close to bein fake

 I tried to tell them tricks a long time ago to get in this rap game

 but it's too late

 I'm on my way to my (where) studio session

 Switchin ears, tryin to get a better reception

 Changin gears, super size

 Poppin wheelies in my, brand new ride

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [E-40]

 Glow in the dark night vision, solar ray tinted glass

 Power heated side through mirrors, ?? back airbags

 Off the new with the stump

 My Cadillac DTS Deville 32 valve ain't no punk

 Get up outta here some ol' jacklin and square

 hollered adjitudes and ate the gravel

 I said I ain't no mark-ass any ol' rapper

 Potnah I was built for battlin

 And about all that ol' jaw-jackin you doin potnah I ain't playin

 You get your head put on flat, think it's a game

 I got choppers done fucked with jelly jaws

 Screwed a few, bitches in my car

 A temper problem, I can't hide

 Issues, violence, problems deep inside

 

 [Nate Dogg]

 Although them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will be

 So what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G's

 Some niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they knees

 Some niggaz will rescue a bitch 

 some skanless niggaz'll let the hoe bleed

 

 [Chorus] - 1.5X