[Intro: Beeda Weeda]

It's the mob

New Oakland, stand the fuck up

Beeda Weeda, man

Uh huh

Look

The Mekanix

[Verse 1: Mac God DBO]

Man, you niggas ain't mobbin

You ain't starting no problems

You ain't hit the plug and rob him

You niggas ain't mobbin

You've been ducking, you've been hiding

You ain't ready for the violence

You niggas ain't sliding

Heard you niggas been silent

You ain't pulling up firing

A bunch of guns flashing

They fuck bitches, no action

[?] rap [?]

But never for dog, though

But he the first one you call on

And you the first one to stall

[?] niggas with the shit though

Niggas say they with the shit, though

But they running like a bitch, though

Settled out of Frisco

Diamonds dancing like a disco

You ain't shit without a pistol

Old school beat niggas, I'm a young OG nigga

I survived through the beef, nigga

Really in the streets, dawg

Were you really in the streets, dawg?

It's up and downs like a seesaw

Got them on [?]

Why they hating on [?]

Free my niggas in [?]

[Chorus: Beeda Weeda]

You niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

[Verse 2: E-40]

I'm from the west, where your day can go from cool to chaotic

Where you can get your life cut short, just like a Hobbit

For being on some sucka shit, and not keeping it thorough and solid

Catch [?]

And open you up if you get spotted

Take your chain and your wallet, in the suburbs or the projects

At a gas station, at a grocery store, coming up out your apartments

They heartless, that's the way the ball be rolling

If they missed the kingpin, they hit the others when they bolling

That's why I play pro, say ruh, my pockets ain't swole

I spit that shit in my raps, man, I'm lying, I'm joking

No need for flamboasting, niggas know I done seen money

I done had it, I've been through it

Through it, before most of you knew what to do with it

It's colder than the sub zero fridge out in my region

Make it to eighteen, be happy you're breathing

'Cause they cheating, backdoor and backstabbing

Loose lipping and laughing and bragging

And telling bitches what happened

Bitch!

[Chorus: Beeda Weeda]

You niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

[Verse 3: B-Legit]

Black burner, black beanie with the red beam

Head hunting when we dumping, this the bread team

Yeah, blood red, but the bread green

Feds come when the [?] on the murder scene

Beware of the snakes, I can hear the rattle

Ain't built the battle, niggas rather taddle

Get to hiding all in Seattle

Now that I can't fathom but I'm really with the shit, dawg

And I'm really with the shit, dawg

Hit a nigga with a missile, welcome to the stick show

Bet your mama and your bitch know

That this is for the kinfolk

[?] nigga don dodda

[?] nigga out the mob squada

Bay water make the mob hotter, nigga, this is manslaughter

Got the game from my grandfather

Probably ran in on your granddaughter

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

[Chorus: Beeda Weeda]

You niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing

You ain't doing no dirt

You ain't putting in work

Man, you niggas ain't mobbing