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Black Mob City, Pt. 1 Video (MV)






Billy Badnewz - Black Mob City, Pt. 1 Lyrics




Wanted nigga, chasing seven figgas
Finger stay on triggers
With perfect aim and timing
Round here, where hatting is common
Especially when you coming from PBJ and ramens
To condo suites and diamonds
Everybody want to chime in
Trying to divert your focus
Don't let them catch you slipping
My niggas is very persistent and ferocious
My bitches too
One might be your hostess
Get you poked quick
By someone you close with, retaliations a bitch
And that's why I don't joke with
Her and karma
It's a war outside
Police, walking through our hood in armor
Planting wired taps and raiding our corners
Claiming they warned us
They even shoot us when we don't got weapons on us
We trying to survive
Your tactics are just
But you say our tactics are not justified
Liquor and cig. Companies hustle and take lives
But don't pay the price
We want our slice
Call us black racketeers
Counting racks without fear
No faith around here
In this, black mob city

Black mob city, black mob city
Black black mob city
Black mob city, black mob city
Black mob city, black black mob black mob

Black mob city, black black mob city
Black mob city, black mob city
Black mob city, black black mob, black mob
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Wanted nigga, chasing seven figgas
Finger stay on triggers
With perfect aim and timing
Round here, where hatting is common
Especially when you coming from PBJ and ramens
To condo suites and diamonds
Everybody want to chime in
Trying to divert your focus
Don't let them catch you slipping
My niggas is very persistent and ferocious
My bitches too
One might be your hostess
Get you poked quick
By someone you close with, retaliations a bitch
And that's why I don't joke with
Her and karma
It's a war outside
Police, walking through our hood in armor
Planting wired taps and raiding our corners
Claiming they warned us
They even shoot us when we don't got weapons on us
We trying to survive
Your tactics are just
But you say our tactics are not justified
Liquor and cig. Companies hustle and take lives
But don't pay the price
We want our slice
Call us black racketeers
Counting racks without fear
No faith around here
In this, black mob city

Black mob city, black mob city
Black black mob city
Black mob city, black mob city
Black mob city, black black mob black mob

Black mob city, black black mob city
Black mob city, black mob city
Black mob city, black black mob, black mob
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Writer: TERRANCE A WITCHER
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