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Field Mob It S Over

vengence The roota to the tooda If you sleepin on us we gone wake 'em up BLAW Cockadoodin like a rooster [Hook:] it's over..it's all over [8x] [Shawn Jay] Is it

Sitting and waiting for about to biggy these I stack by the crackerjacks just through delieve Stress it's a mess I decided to work But it's hard to

it's a nation It's all this my foundation within the mobster organization If it's gonna be shakin' it up, if it's gonna be cookin' it up If it ain't

when I draw from [unverified] When I smash off over there It's blood on the curb over there And them niggaz that be actin' like nerds over there And my niggaz that be flippin' plenty birds over

need no G Check x8 It's money over everything, Five, four wedding rings, Married to the mob, all I know is mighty brim game B's up what it do, 5-0-5

fag niggaz) Do it, do it, do it Come Hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah Outlaw 'til it's over

trying to tell us How you do it on the power-U, it's simple shit'll get props Don't let me bring it God I swing it hard like little kid bops So front

Uh, it's hard catchin' these old rhymes I cant' remember these old rhymes It's hard catchin' these old rhymes Shit we comin' after the Whack Rappers

Field Mob (Field, Field) And also I'm bringin' this for all the girly girly's (Must bring it) Who like to shake it at the club (Shake it, shake it)