[Intro]

(ShootaShellz!)

(Ay, and this on the Mobb)

(Ay, ay, ay, and this on the Mobb)

(Ay, ay, ay, and this on the Mobb)

(Bitch, ay, ay)

[Verse]

Ay, this on the Mobb, I'm on my way to the block

Intention on gettin' some gwuap', and fuckin' some thot's

I end up smokin' a opp, now bronem' smokin' on opp

Aye, this on the Mobb

I let niggas slide with a lot, but that was when I had a heart

But that had to stop

I smoked like three opp's in one summer, and didn't get up outta dodge

So don't make start

You can get checked out tomorra', you can get killed for your charge

I ain't gotta flodge

When they post up Rest In Peace pictures, you see that they make a collage

You know how we rock

Do him like niggas did Fame, do him like niggas did Roc

Do him like niggas did Kobe , do him like his name was C-Moe , or treat him like he was Big Squad (Ay, ay)

God, and since bitches wanna be gang, they gon' get treated like opp's

And this on the Mobb

I been that nigga in charge, that strip niggas down to they socks

And this on the Mobb

Don't do this shit for fame, I do this shit for the Mobb

Shots to his top, left blood pourin' down to his socks, he ended up in a box

And this on the Mobb

Fuck if that boy from the five, that nigga fuck with the opp's

He can get dropped

Just go check the stats on the charts, and see niggas don't want no probs'

(And this on the Mobb)

If we skeptical 'bout how you rock, we takin' you down like a thot

Just give me the gwuap, cause you could next tryna flex out your whip, and get took out the car (Skrrt)

I can't even lie, I didn't think niggas was fu', that shit caught me by surprise

I can't even lie, I used to think niggas was cool, but them niggas wasn't the guys

I can't even lie, it's either you widd' us or not, my suggestion is you pick a side

I can't even lie, they used to want me on the rise, now niggas want my demise

I can't even lie, when my savage went through the roof, a lot of them No Limits died

(Ay), won't front like I neva' been hit, but them niggas droppin' like flies

When my niggas slide, we leavin' you dead on the ride, so sneak dissin' wouldn't be wise

Quick way to die, out on the deuce or the nine, or playin' both sides on the five

That shit outta' line, you say you BlackMobb Killa? But who you dropped outta the Mobb? (Who?)

Bitch I got hard, they say they smokin' on Scoobz, but that's why lil homie got dropped (Yogi!)

Ain't gotta flodge', his brains probably left by the park, shot after shot, after shot (Shot after shot after shot)

Won't wait till it's dark, we catch you, you dead on the spot, hoppin' out whips with some Glocks

And this on the Mobb

[Outro]

(ShootaShellz!)

(Ay, and this on the Mobb)

(Ay, ay, ay, and this on the Mobb)

(And this on the Mobb)

(Bitch, ay, ay, ay)