We da Mob - JayO Sama

We da mob, screaming fuck the law

And I stay with the rod, nigga I swear to God

Jayo Sama bringing drama to you and yo mama.

(Hol' up)

I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg

Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch I swear to God

Hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop

I hang around thugs.

We got so much guns, they think we da mob

Jigging all day, I’m still out here trapping all night

I be on the road, trafficking, running red lights

All my opps know, when they see Jayo it’s on sight

Imma let it blow, nigga I’m really down to take your life

Skrt skrt skrt on a fuck nigga

Pull up like what’s up nigga, aye, I’m gon' bust nigga

We gon slide out, aye, where you hide out

Call up Rondo, uh, bring them nines out

I’m like fuck a friend.

I’m screaming fuck a bitch

Why would you call again?

She too busy sucking dick

I stay out the way, hoe stay out my face

Niggas wanna hate, 'cause Jayo getting paid

But I stay with heat, yuh, niggas be talking beef

Somebody call the police, Jayo just hit yo skreet

I shoot for my team, aye, I shoot 'til you bleed

Shoot 'til you can’t breathe, aye, shoot 'til you six feet

In a foreign coupe, aye, I got that foreign juice

I only fuck with bad bitches, my bitch foreign too

Fucking yo old lady, aye, she wanna have my baby

Got sauce, I’m dripping gravy, aye, pass that hoe like Brady

I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg

Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch I swear to God

Hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop

I hang around thugs.

We got so much guns, they think we da mob

Jigging all day, I’m still out here trapping all night

I be on the road, trafficking, running red lights

All my opps know, when they see Jayo it’s on sight

Imma let it blow, nigga I’m really down to take your life

I was out here in these streets, I ain’t like going to school

I struggled financially, you know I ain’t know what to do

But when it came to beef, yeah I always kept a tool

Lil niggas wanna be like me but I do not think it’s a cool

I ain’t wanna live this life, nigga I was chosen

Niggas wanna take my life, that’s why I keep it on me

They like «Why you go so hard?»

'Cause I miss my homies

Swear to God I’m gonna blow this rod if I see my opponents

Kill you then skrt off in the Benz

My brudda, I don’t be around friends

My shooter gon' ride 'til the end

When we shoot, we gon' shoot at the rim

Fuck nigga don’t fuck with the Jayo

Pull up, just know I’m gon' score

We da mob, keep it on the low

We da mob because nigga we Zoes

I had to shoot a fuck nigga 'cause I heard he killed my dawg

Riding with the rod, nigga pull up, bitch I swear to God

Hop out on that boy, but if they in a group, bring out the mop

I hang around thugs.

We got so much guns, they think we da mob

Jigging all day, I’m still out here trapping all night

I be on the road, trafficking, running red lights

All my opps know, when they see Jayo it’s on sight

Imma let it blow, nigga I’m really down to take your life