[Chorus]

Could be could they the po po's get away

Keep a nigga down

The Mobb's comin' from the town

To the penitentiary

You can't keep the Mobb locked down

Cause we got no record

So fuck you, so fuck you

To the penitentiary

You can't keep the Mobb locked down

Cause we got no record

So fuck you, so fuck you

[Verse 1: Yukmouth]

Affiliated with the muthafuckin' Mobb

A clique of real ass niggas to killin' and drug dealin'

Big wheelin' all off in yo' shit spillin' thugs peelin'

Cap after cap, slug healin' wounds like Platoon

Or end up inside that 8 by 10 room

With some mothafuckin' zoom zooms and wam wams

Give me a turf

When knowin' I be like Burt Reynolds in a Trans Am

On a quest like Van Damme

Dеath defyin', high flyin'

Spin around kickin' the air nigga like that thеre

Player club cards cannot get in at ours

To Vegas cigars and caviar like Escobar in mobster cars

Slangin' half a thang like Double R

Smoked tampas and I'm like Montana without the motherfuckin' scar

(You are)

One step beyond, tranform like a Decepticon

So feel the Wrath Of Khan after skrillion by the billions

Kill one for billions

Really really

You can't kill these

Niggas roll up in packs like Phillies

Steal milly's, bubble likeBeverly HillBilly's

We steal wheelies

Niggas who talkin' shit around the town

But now them niggas feel real silly

Feel me, follow

The big ole' genie bottle be the X.O. I swallow

[Verse 2: Knucklehead]

It's that muthafucka bucka, mob rolls deep

Runnin' down the block cause the cops be doin' the drugs this week

While old citizens peep, young youths sleep

In the streets, niggas slang dope deep

On the turfs, packin' heat

Cause when my AK spray, bet the niggas make my way

My bullets be slicin', dicin' niggas up like a machete

Niggas get killed fosho, caps get peeled

Naw, you can die, but I can't die, nigga, I just multiply

To a million molecules and the million men

Leavin' niggas stranded on the island, it's like Gilligan

Cause you can't touch me or see me like Stevie

It's gonna take a miracle for you to try to be me

Be havin' demons and niggas screamin'

Like, what is the meaning?

Fightin' off these demons, deceivin'

Like a hooker, wearin' a weave and

Mr. Stroker man, Knucklehead the gather up smoker, man

[Verse 3]

Somebody told me that you heard of stars

From from Venus and Mars

Hard like break the water, here courtesy of handlebar

Large array to watch you do the job when it's time to rock

The West Coast right down to the mob

Paraphernalia to mob shit, three eyes bitch

I said the God sent you, I'm Klipz

Used to bomb shit and sabotage shit, my niggas

Choppaz like bodies, just like this

Who get into some gangsta shit

Fools be cooler than the igloo

[Verse 4]

We lit fools on blocks like African kroger dagger

Had a matter of time to flip with a federal promise, bitches scatter

Money, no laughter, we out for every bill you make

Comprehendo, fresh out the gates to indo

When the ride about to get low

Cause survival be vital, when I'm Cydal on arrival

Everybody got a tommy and they shootin' out they rifle

On the Bible, and bustin' to the fullest

Don't have too many friends, so I'll be forced to hang with bullets

And see that every step I take, it gotta be a TEC

I take, just to stay safe

Livin' in the state of peace, Oakland, California

Call it California, what's half worth is jumpin' up on ya

Duffin' on the niggas so I'm smashin'

Whenever they try to send me to the penitentiary, I be blastin'

[Verse 5: Nik Nack]

I got my sentence but naw, it ain't nothin' to reap

Got these judges in the system always fuckin with me

Don't understand em, playa hatas wanna box with a gat

So they hit me with time and took the life of my boy

I'm on the run

Evading, escapading, masquerading

Them cats waiting, no time for procrastination

I'm facin' a brick wall, so get y'all

Is all I seem to be thinkin'

I'm takin for my bankin' cause you niggas sho ain't bringin'

The good ain't gon get it, so I gets with the dirt

I got to get it when it's givin', if it's missin', I'm hurt

I'm stressed of passin' all that stupid shit

Cause that's so ludicrous

I got to hit a super lick, somethin' to plan my future with

And write my own script, from grit to grit

So if I pick this shit right, you can't diminish my life

I'm bout to finish the fight

[Break: Numskull]

Every time I move, I lose

Tryna make some ends

And every time I turn around

I'm gettin' locked up again

[Verse 6: Numskull]

Gotcha, gotcha where I want ya

It's too late, the mob done graduated from slangin' weight

From police and fences, leavin' task and DEA senseless

Thanks to the mob, I'm repentless

Came from wax to cream, from five-oners to mescalines

Been around the world, then I-, I can't find my dreams

Dreams is 454, 96's and mo hoes

Manicures and pedicured toes

Fuck Dom P, I'm sippin' bottles of Cristal

And special X.O. when shit gets wild

That's mob shit, you never heard of

I bet you never heard of 300 keys and 35 murders

[Break: Numskull]

It's like every time I move, I lose

Tryna make some ends

And every time I turn around

I'm gettin' locked up again

[Verse 7: T-Luni]

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TL is most extremely high performance

And I'm insurin', it takes endurance

Too many nights of street life

Torment at an early age, got me twisted, chasin' paper

Coppers chasin' me to put me in a cage

Look what y'all made, fuck up good, huh

You know I represent, sowed the whole fuckin hood

An adolescent apprehended by so many task

It started off as small bucks, ended in plenty cash

Money and blood shed, some thugs dead and slugs left

With initials engraved in them with thugs

I'm the only left to bust

At the last of kin, who roam these streets? It's only me

The rest was snatched up by ATF and OPD

They're hopin' me as an individual will turn myself in (Fuck that)

But I still roll in the money, keep me shelved in

The ghetto catacombs, all for self and blood runs thin

And ever since birth, I've been forever trapped in

With no escape, it's elementary to me

They'd rather see T-Luni in the penitentiary than on the streets

But muthafucka, punk ass coppa

You wanna catch me? You must come fetch me

[Verse 8: Dru Down]

Known criminal, one of the mob's best

Call me the Jack Rabbit

The bugz, he call me when it's on

I'm sittin' in front of his home, on a mobile phone

The shot's been called, I'm ready to put his ass six F-T-D

I got my shovel, just in case get rid of the fuckin evidence

And have nobody know where the fuck he really went

I'm bouncin' out of the car with the big thang

Here comes the po-po with lights on

I gotta act according to my name

Who snitched? Probably phone tapped

Or the sucka I was talkin' to just wanted to have me sentenced

And that's that straight bullshit

I hit that fence in one of the realest ways

Steppin' through the bushes to this punk's house

Just to see what the hell that there was all about

G across the street from the crib, I seen a hole in the fence

Look through, seen some uniforms, all blue

Old fashioned rigor and it wasn't even a stick up

Gotta get ya, gotta catch ya

And I'ma keep it clean just like my record

The Mob, the mob, the mob

[Chorus]

To the penitentiary

You can't keep the mob locked down

(The mob can't go for that, no, no)

Cause he got a record

So fuck you, so fuck you

(No can do)

To the penitentiary

You can't keep the mob locked down

(The mob can't go for that, no, no)

Cause he got a record

So fuck you, so fuck you

(No can do)

[Outro]

You can't keep the mob locked down

(Cases get dropped when the Mob calling shots)

(Fools get popped when the mob calling shots)

You can't keep the mob locked down

(Cases get dropped when the Mob calling shots)