How We Mobb-Silkk The Shocker/Master p

How We Mobb (feat. Master P) - Silkk The Shocker SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS "How We Mobb" (feat. Master P) (Master P--Talking) Haha Ungh! Once a-muthaf**kin-gain, me an my ni**a Silkk We gon' show y'all how we mobb No Limit for life, how we do this sh*t West Coast style ni**a, from down South, to the muthaf**kin hills Y'all niggas better recognize, y'all better f**kin recognize (Master P) I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name I'm in it for the money, f**k these b**ches an the fame Cuz when you broke b**ches get ghost like sideways, like gold daytons rollin up the highway On my way to the town to take some cizash, an if you shizort b**ch you in the bizag I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin dank An still tryin to make a dollar outta fifteen cents Got the Cutlass full of coffee for no evidence It's a drought but I got ice cream 16 five, everyday, all day hit me on the door knob Cuz we be ballin, b**ch we be haulin, got chickens up the highway from New Orleans An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal, an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo' grill Cuz No Limit in this to win this, an got a million soldiers ready to handle business (Chorus) 6 deep is how we mobb, an we tru (Ungh!) but we'll kill if we have to (Silkk the Shocker) Been on the block in the Bay, ni**a hop by the tre Ni**a stop at eight, early chop the cake, but not today cock the K, cuz these busta a** niggas know we not to play Say hello to the Richmond ni**a, East Bay killa Down South thrilla, quick to fill ya, wit more shells than the sea More mail than the post office, these lyrics an d**e keep me stayin up like it was coffee Now stop, pause, take a look East Bay ni**a crook, seven E deuce cut Ready to buck on any ni**a that steps up I be the man, understand this, skanless niggas get f**ked up Number one on Billboard, b**ch, y'all niggas still tryin to come up Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo, ready to rumble, ready to tumble Yo' girlfriend outta line, I'ma catch her like Columbo Tongue twistin like an Uzi, y'all niggas can't do me (Boo-yah, bad man) Y'all watch too many f**kin movies (Chorus)