clips Jack said no cell, need to tal' up the chip Hit me back at the lab, gotta handle this quick [Chorus x0.5] {{Napolean}} I roll with mob cats
up Hundred on the chain, bitch, I think I'm King Tuck A nigga, young and rich, who feel like can't be touched Fourty stacks for the chase, no, I can'
gently in my business Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me? Got bigger balls to chase
into the proceedings this evening Headphones are distortin', bring it down a lil' bit Okay, now we workin' wit' it The boy Face on the baseline, Face Mob
nigga (nigga) You can't quit it And you're prayin for it to stop nigga (nigga) You shouldn't of did it On a crash course chase of death (yeah, death)
";When you're on the run from the police, you got two options Turn yourself in.. or come out BLASTING!"; *boom* [Kool G. Rap] The chase ain't over, the
the lies that otherwise make me uncomfortable I'm peepin' out this jungle full of snakes, tigers and elephants All huntin' the same prey but the chase
Im up in N-Y-C bout' that money probably Like a fucking robbery but I aint Jacking Im chasing dreams sort of like jeans Boy I aint slacking, Im chasing
probably crook em. See the plots to get richer quicker, make my feddy thicker, perkin off the finest liquors, pass pen, triggas get clutched. I get my bucks man, MOB
mobster for life, caught with gold and ice Speedknots roll two shots, too cold to die, known to get high It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob
fly in the seat Them niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin' Scared of facin' Legit Ballers at ya crib waitin' And now you shakin', call the guys to come chase
I'm quick to snatch cards to those who react hard Don't judge these, got you robbed I'ma get more cheddar for my black mob My legion is broke down into
hydro-ponic chronic Blow out the heart like entity injuries upon my body Don't help heal up the scar, so baby don't cry 'Cause mob niggaz don't die Mob
't make dollars then it don't make sense Well, hit the beed' and let me do my limp, uh-huh, uh-huh Baby girl, where the mob at You can get paid where
, I make your life unbearable Make you live all scary and careful Come through my neighborhood, you better tip-toe 'Cause if you loud, then you might get chased
is [Chorus 1 (2X) + Chorus 2] People wanna know how I make that money Momma Ice Cube didn't raise no dummy This fat cat don't chase no mice Hoodrats
all to hear Cry, the world goes on Would you lend me your ear for a moment? I still care, even now Chased, chased by the angry mob Trying to steal my