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Ese 40'z - Mobb 2

Artist: Ese 40'z Song: Mobb 2 Album: Ese 40 Oz. Jointz Year: 2015 Download Single Song Or Whole Album On iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/ese... Download Single Song Or Whole Album On Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Ese-40-Oz-Join... Lyrics “Mobb 2” (Ese 40’z – Verse One) Comin up out of “New Mex”… And I’m bringin the heat… Step when I rep… Psycho-Villianous creep… Rap when I’m cappin… Up off of the sheet… As I nail um in coffins… And bury um deep… Smirk… Smile… When the pistol go jerk… Puttin in work… All the rest of them hurt… Cuz my villains did dirt… Bullets up in your shirt… Buried deep in the ground… And return to the earth… Gone in the mind… I’m burning um down… Yelling “T-town”… Be the voice of a clown… Drink till I drown… Hit the black… Fuck a frown… I’m uh shoot it all up… I’m uh shoot um all down… High… Ready to fuck with the “Crys”… Stole in the pipe… Roller coast in this bitch… Up and down… High and low… How it goes in the mix… Now I’m ready to roll… Do or die… Pleading fifths… Blown… Step in… With all of these thoughts… Fuck the unknown… And fuck all of these cops… “Psychoville” in my zone… Never quit… Never stop… Never leave me alone… With the “K”… And the glock… Come fuck with this thug… I show love to the real… Fuck all the fakes… They can talk to the steel… Cuz I’m breakin um off… With some shit they could feel… Thirty rounds that go “POP”… Let the “nah-nuh” clip peel… This gangster ass shit… That I drop on these tracks… Be the shit that we live… In this life… On the wax… All my villains who know… We might try to relax… But they letting um go… So we let um go… “Blap”!!!… (Mobb 2 - Hook – Ese 40’z) Fuck fame… I dwell underground… In this game… Ese 40’z… “Hate Proof”… Be the name… Fuck fame… I dwell underground… In this game… How I’m wrecking this shit… Let um hang… Fuck fame… I dwell underground… In this game… I be burning um down… In the flames… Fuck fame… (Ese 40’z – Verse Two) I’m droppin that “G”… Shit on a track… Gangsta my rap… Put my state on the map… All on fade… When I stack… All these rhymes out the back… Lettin off like a gat… And off into the black… Ness of my soul… Creepin with demons… Invade my mental… All these nightmares… I’m dreamin… I’m gone with the wind… And I’m feeling I’m fiendin… A forty ounce villain… Up out and scheming… Lay in the flow… I’m running these streets… Some call it “Uh-Muck”… I be gunning these beats… Let um fall in the cut… Making money for free… Ain’t no ballin corrupt… Ain’t it funny??... I be… Gone… Fadin them “40 Ounce” rhymes… Fixing uh zone… Off a bag and some lines... Brown to the bone… With a flag… And I’m flying… Feeling high as a kite… And I’m on to the night... That clown in the dark… With the weapon to light… All the foes in the park… Who be steppin it bright… Fuckin around… With the clip… In the ride… As I pack in the balas… For those who don’t fight… I’m gone in the skitz… Hit me these tricks… Taggin that ass… Pushing through… Bouncing tits… I’m a foo with these clits… Stick and move on a bitch… And I never will stop… Till it’s through… I’m uh pimp… I reign in them streets… Where the balas roll deep… In the town with no sleep… Wicked clown on the creep… Put it down never weak… Comin strong on this song… And that’s everyday… Put that shit on a beat… (Mobb 2 - Hook – Ese 40’z) 1X (Ese 40’z – Verse Three) I’m burnin um down in the flames… Spitting that shit… That you know you could mob… Bump it… Like “Down For My Thang”… Never stop… From the bottom… The gutter… O.G. on the block… These lyrical tales… I wrote in a cell… With visions poetic… My personal hell… Am I me?? Really me?? Or just me?? I can’t tell… Skitzo… Villainous… Psycho… The angel that fell… I rep for my “G’s”… “Tiny Town” streets… Fuckin with all of them… Throw um back beats… In the studio recording… Drop all of this heat… For the ghetto… The gutta… The infamous deep… I’m spitting the real… Underground’s where I dwell… Landslide topple down… Buried deep you could tell… My lyric’s the grimiest… Grimy no rubber… Off into the slums… And up out of the gutta… (Rest Of Verse Was To Long To Fit In Description... Sorry) (Mobb 2 - Hook – Ese 40’z) 2X