The Motto

Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayo, yo, yo, yo Uh, uh, uh, uh (nigga know the deal) Ayo, yo, yo, uh, uh They know Ayo, yo, yo (you know what the fuck goin' on nigga) Uh, uh, uh, uh Niggas know the moto, black glock with gold hollows In my dope boy stance, drinkin' out the gold bottle Fuck tomorrow, war time, it's no sour We do real mob business suit up, it's the Sopranos Spill the tommy drum, two bodies on one tommy gun (brrr) Circle 'round the block blow clips, until the tommy done Body somethin', boy a bitch, he won't body nun Youngins turned up from a hit, he say he got him one The glock 20, got a switch, it's auto and semi And we never talk to the law, y'all nigga real friendly Suckers envy, set the tone, it's all trendy They hear me scream two guns up, they gettin' busy We the murder gang, it's the mob I know you heard of gang Seven double O crime stone, we let them burnas bang (brrr) Ghetto pain, thugs cry, it sound like ghetto rain Ask them nigga, I'm really Heem, that was my ghetto name (they know) Nigga don't do it like the mob do, a hunnit deep Black fleet on creep, that's how we mob through Cash rules everything around you, we from the streets drugs money and beef This what we mob too Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo This what we mob too From the streets drugs money and beef this what we mob too Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo This what we mob too, the streets drugs money and beef This what we mob too Uh, it's lil Heen the realist, really gangster you gotta feel this I learned the game from dope boys and old killers This mob business, pick his fingers he mob with us And I go to war with the city for my niggas Fill the body bag, take his soul from one shotty blast Last nigga played with the gang, they went and got his ass (bap, bap, bap) Body cast, two shooters in white hockey mask 50 shots don't switch glock, the beef would never last We army vets, shoe strings that wrap around the tech All black linen and boots who gettin' bodies next (who want it nigga?) Show respect, say the word, and they'll blow his chest Seven point six two tips, they rippin' through a vest Made a check, sellin nicks, I used to play the steps Pushin' Ps turnin' the Gs, I did 100 reps (I used to push that nigga) Wish me death, niggas vexxed they send a hunnit threats Went from sellin' crack on the stoop, to jumpin' on a jet They know It's Heem nigga (yeah, they know) Like that It's that's Eastside Grimey, know were to find me nigga (uh, uh) They know