Game I`m A Mobsta Lyrics

I`m A Mobsta Lyrics

Yeah! What is it? It's Young Menace and the Game

Stackin' chips, G-Unit, doublin' down on who?

Sacramenton's finest from Sac-Town to Compton, you dig?



Yo, yo, now ain't no tellin' what the Game'll do, listen dawg

I blow the guts out the dutch and do the same to you

And just to get shit crackin', I drop the toaster

Grab the Louis, go Sammy Sosa



And you ain't gotta know me to know that

I hop out a new pink Rolls

With the fifty-two, Pete Rose throwback

Haze in my eyes, listen to Bobby Womack

On the same corner where Eazy-E sold Coke at



And dawg, I'ma test your education

What do I mean when I say I move more birds than migration?

I'm the nigga that'll smoke the purple, get high as a kite

Down half the Goose then choke your workers



Don't make me put two in your shirt, dawg, I put in the work

Then move bags like Doony & Bert

And stuff work in the GMC 'cause on my block

I'm the King of Rock like Run-DMC, nigga



I'm a mobster, with a mac-11 chopper

That'll pop ya and put one through ya motherfuckin' collar

I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's like Kevin Costner

If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll make you swallow my daughters



I'm a mobster, I keep a bitch by my waist

Just in case I gotta draw down to get this big face

I'm a mobster, I'm a mobster



I got a lot to say

Dawg, I gotta get paid that's why I rock the lle'

And chop the lle' to push bricks through your block a day

I'll bring terror to your squad and make you rock away



Don't depend on tomorrow, you can get shot today

I'll spit acid on your turf and watch your block decay

Dawg, I spit on your grave and fertilize you too

I hit 'em hard with 16 bars, flames and fumes



Somebody needs to push your infant rap back in the womb

Go 'head and keep talkin' that shit and get your life consumed

I put a hole in your chest, dawg, the size of the moon

Yeah, you musta been talkin' how'd you get out that soon?



I got a chop that'll touch yo' head like Vidal Sassoon

You don't wanna see my platoon, I got gorillas and baboons

That won't hesitate, they gon' do what they have to

When there's beef on the streets, it's on for life like tattoos



I'm a mobster, with a mac-11 chopper

That'll pop ya and put one through ya motherfuckin' collar

I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's like Kevin Costner

If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll make you swallow my daughters



I'm a mobster, I keep a bitch by my waist

Just in case I gotta draw down to get this big face

I'm a mobster, I'm a mobster



It don't matter what season, don't matter not a day

I move traffic through the city, plus, I keep the right of way

I'm on point like Bibby, I'm the leader of the team, mayne

Got the whole city amped just like a Lakers versus Kings game



Everybody's fired up, I drop major packages

I'm never doin' bids because my game is so immaculate

The bitch try to snitch, "I can't deny it" like Fabolous

Before the evidence gatherin', someone's in an ambulance



Now, that'll learn you to keep your big mouth shut

Those with big mouths, I got the perfect size nuts

Yeah, I do my dirt but I wash my hands thoroughly

Handle my business first so I can celebrate early



It's business before pleasure, my business brings me pleasure

It feels good to be able to shine in any type of weather

That's why I do what I gotta do so my money's lookin' tight

Whether I'm jukin' on the block or have bitches hookin' lights y'know?



I'm a mobster, with a mac-11 chopper

That'll pop ya and put one through ya motherfuckin' collar

I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's like Kevin Costner

If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll make you swallow my daughters



I'm a mobster, I keep a bitch by my waist

Just in case I gotta draw down to get this big face

I'm a mobster, I'm a mobster