for the knowledge of self Snatchin' my check up off the shelf [Fed X] I've done adapted to this environment Now they can't stop me A Mob Figga Military
jockin' me Told my little cousin that they watchin' me Stoppin' me, poppin' me They wanna see AP not breath like Pac see I live the young, the good life The mob
if you ain't careful And that's real I seen as the shit go down Like being locked in a box Buried under the ground We do it mob style And I swear that
's time to ride [Fed-X] Heard it was major league, duck tape keys and mob thugs Crooked detectives, made men, and a paid judge Them Mob Figaz Major pain
