We Some Lyrics by Big Ed

We Some Lyrics

    [big ed]
    Chorus
    We some mob niggas
    Bust your ass out your hilfigers
    No limit mercenary killers
    We some thug niggas
    We some tru niggas
    What you wanna do nigga
    Stomp your ass till your black and blue nigga
    We some mob niggas
    Bust your ass out your hilfigers
    No limit mercenary killers
    We some thug niggas
    We some tru niggas
    What you wanna do nigga
    Rowdy rowdy bout to act a fuckin fool nigga

    [crooked eye]
    Stick em up, how you like establish 98
    Big ed is the assassin, with a fresh cut cake
    No shakes, bet these mob niggas can't wait
    For sausa teach the hits from the south to the yay
    Lay em down, military minded made niggas
    Low to the last don still up we paid niggas
    Grave diggers be nothin on gods earth that bleed
    Stay tru to the game and keep close my enemies
    Pushing crates and tapes all across the states
    It used to be d, but now it's street rap cd's
    With made niggas, highly paid niggas
    Killers on the payroll, so step nigga, roll niggas
    Put a hit out on me i put one out on you
    You test one of my soldiers i take your whole crew
    Banana clip in, bavgate and sausa
    Commanded by the colonel p, don't like it we lost ya

    [big ed]
    Chorus

    Nigga i say shit like dips quick to empty out clips
    Big ed and steady mobbin fuck up your block in one dip
    It ain't no stoppin cause we military minded niggas
    My first phrase as a kid was momma pass the trigger
    The captian of this tank no limit soldier up in this bitch
    Making moves with my thugs nigga i plan to be rich
    Tatted up strapped tight with tek 9's and glocks
    I'm hittin switches in the four nigga make the front hop
    So nigga how many niggas wanna ride with me
    I call my niggas when my enemies collide with me
    Tank dawgs be the niggas that would for die for me
    Cause nina war make them hollow tips fly for me
    Steady mobbin got the ghost town riders
    And nigga i'm tru for life, so can't nuttin come beside us
    The colonel got the tank bustin on you niggas
    Ground troops of war got killers dumpin on yall niggas

    Chorus

    [billy bavgate]
    Bavgate screaming mary jane when i mob
    Nigga point to the west like sadaam
    Rowdy like the ???, nigga off the hook like a baker
    Ghost town niggas keep one up in the chamber
    I lived rough as a youth when i was growing up
    Tryin to come up i hit a lick on a cigarette truck
    I ain't giving a fuck
    I'm gettin loose your main mafia nigga in the movie
    Big ed pumpin lead till they dead
    I'm a gangsta gettin watched by the feds
    Bavgate gettin high till my last day
    No limit soldier till the comet hit the motherfucking bay

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