Billy Badnewz - Black Mob City, Pt. 3 Lyrics

In this Black Mob City,

Black Mob City, Black Black Mob City,
Black Mob City, Black Mob City,
Black Black Mob, Black Mob

Call it the slums, call it the ghetto
Whatever you call it,
We wanted niggas living lawless,
Get with it or get got,
You don't want to get involved wit,
This crew I'm building, bout to take all this like,
Conquistadors, moving weight
Throughout the eastern shore,
Stacking money galore, and some,
I'm a money addict, feeling the symptoms
I follow codes don't bend them,
Bullets niggas vent them,
Because of held in anger,
Niggas hating wanting you to sink like an anchor,
Cops trying to link us,
Now you want to link up,
You coming for my work ain't you,
Niggas gone jive or niggas gone ride,
The plan is laid out,
Leave rats dead lounging,
Stack money taller than mountains,
Hit my accountant tell her to flip that,
Lawyer telling me to chill back,
But he don't get that,
Niggas is dying not even in the riff raff,
It makes me wonder,
It's like a jungle all the time,
That Quick sand will take you under,
To my niggas getting fast money,
Stay clever,
Now my guns unlocked and loaded more than ever,
In this Black Mob City

Black Mob City, Black Black Mob City
Black Mob City,
Black Mob City, Black Black Mob, Black Mob,


W3 ENT, Wanted World Wide!