Wit The Shit (Feat. Joe Blow & J. Diggs)

Hop in the cut with my niggs
Strapped the fuck down cuz I'm with the shit
Hit the e-way, strike on out
Do a thou-wow with a blunt in my mouth
Hop in the cut with my niggs
Strapped the fuck down cuz I'm with the shit
Hit the e-way, strike on out
Do a thou-wow with a blunt in my mouth

Damn that's mob shit
Free my nigga Hus, hold it down for the convicts
They got the shit locked from the yard and they converse
Don't got too many enemies my nig, cuz we fire first
Remember that? I'm tryin to see where your feelings at
The lord of P ain't allowed to speak unless you peel the cap
My nigga Black C, we really live it up
He doin ten flat, but he don't give a fuck
Don't think I forgot, cuz I remember blood
They ever cross us, better pray they could survive a slug
If so, here come ninety-nine mo'
So fake I see through you in a blindfold

Hop in the cut with my niggs
Strapped the fuck down cuz I'm with the shit
Hit the e-way, strike on out
Do a thou-wow with a blunt in my mouth

You know that's mob shit
Six-fifteens in the trunk on a dumb bitch
Coke pusher, bought whatever boy cuz I'm dumb rich
Mob shit, I'mma bring it back for the young niggs

I'm two-seated in a Medina with a bad Latina
Thinkin Serena fin' to sit her ass down in Salinas
I'm on the go, first mail off these kicks and this coat
Overnight, first class, it'll be touchin by fo'
Into the show, Benz fo' do', so much chrome
Gangstas pullin out they pistols when shooters come on
Got the whole place rockin, screamin "Free Young Hus"
And all these youngsters out there yigg'n, cuttin it up
And all my young gooks ready with me on like fuck
For all you niggas hatin cuz you ain't no like us
Check the background, I'm back and fo', in and out of state now
Prostitutes, bitches got me outta country plates now
Gucci drape down, in the D crossin they mouth
Smokin on kush, got me givin away grapes now
Bay figga gettin money everyday nigga
Real, I keep a steel to my motherfuckin grave killa

Hop in the cut with my niggs
Strapped the fuck down cuz I'm with the shit
Hit the e-way, strike on out
Do a thou-wow with a blunt in my mouth

You know that's mob shit
Six-fifteens in the trunk on a dumb bitch
Coke pusher, bought whatever boy cuz I'm dumb rich
Mob shit, I'mma bring it back for the young niggs

I have bad stuff, bad bitches and all
Pocket full of money, tryin to get to the mall
Got e'ry little chicken tryin to get what you want
I'm tryin to keep it pimpin, tryin to get with them all
I'm like "Hey bitch!" That's how it go in this hood
Tryin to hop in this Bentley and blow on this wood
She gave me a look like she no understood
She said, "Shimako!" That's when I knew it was good

Hop in the cut with my niggs
Strapped the fuck down cuz I'm with the shit
Hit the e-way, strike on out
Do a thou-wow with a blunt in my mouth
You know that's mob shit
Six-fifteens in the trunk on a dumb bitch
Coke pusher, bought whatever boy cuz I'm dumb rich
Mob shit, I'mma bring it back for the young niggs