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 334 MO.B.B.   Lyrics

334 MO.B.B. - Gone Lyrics
334 MO.B.B. - Take A Picture Lyrics



334 MO.B.B. - Gone Lyrics
(Sawed Off)
[Talking]

Now this shit fucked up
You still supposed to be hear man
What happened, what you told me man
You told me you was gonna be right beside me
Now you goooone, fuck I'm posed to do.

[Chorus: Supa Star]
I just pour out some liquor (Pour out some liquor)
For all the niggas I lost (For all the niggas I lost)
I just roll in my chevvyy high (Roll in my chevy high)
Talking to the sky (Talking to the sky)
[x2]

When ya gone, you gone, you gone, you gone, your gone (Yeah Oh)

Alot of hard times in my door
Every day I pray with my knees to the floor
Like, why the devil have to take his life (His Life)
What the lord have to take him for (Him for)
When ya never call you got to go
Ya take ya last breathe, death knockin at yo door
Too many niggas I lost way before 24
To the point I want to die, don't wanna live no more
I wanna make it to heaven and see my kinfolk
Maybe then I wont cry no more
Cuz my life is going on
No casket going off
As soon as I get my ways I swear that I'm taking off
Like lord jesus, jehova help me, grandma gone, jessie left me, Reggie
gone, my godmother left me, thug can you help me
I'm stuck in the middle of nothin
And don't lead nothing that you ain't know ain't true
So everytime that I miss my homies, I just..

[Chorus: Supa Star]
I just pour out some liquor (Pour out some liquor)
For all the niggas I lost (All the niggas I lost)
I just roll in my chevvyy high (Roll in my chevy high)
Talking to the sky (Talking to the sky)
[x2]

[Sawed Off:]
Everythings going on in my life
I'm living wrong but I'm tryna do right
So many other niggas done passed
Six feet under dirt, underneath the grass
Try not to think about it just to ease the pain
Rollin out puff puffin on mary jane
Can't do too much but wonder why
As the tears still coming from both my eyes
Some niggas done passed, we deal with the past
Wonder if my nigga pooh gone last
Out of the slow line and right into the fast
Its hard to think of a better way
Tryna think about a better day
But my throat get dry my eyes watery, barely got shit to say
I know there ain't no way to bring a nigga back, but I wish I could
Alot of these fake niggas don't understand but I wish they would

[Chorus: Supa Star]
I just pour out some liquor (Pour out some liquor)
For all the niggas I lost (All the niggas I lost)
I just roll in my chevvyy high (Roll in my chevy high)
Talking to the sky (Talking to the sky)
[x2]



334 MO.B.B. - Take A Picture Lyrics
 

[Intro:]
I need all my dope boys in the middle of the floor right now,(All the Dope Boys)
You know the trap closed my nigga,(All the dope girls),If you got more then 20 dollars in your pocket and you know you clean then a mother fucka from head to toe,tell that mothafucka next to you Take A picture Of You,(What You Tell Em?) Take A Picture Of You Know what im talkin bout? We gone do it like this Ayy,Ayy,Ayy.

[Chorus:]
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont act like ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont Act Like Ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture Of Me,Gone Take A Picture of ME (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out)

[Big Ken:]
Pistol Pistol, my pistol stay cocked M-O-B-B bitch we on TOP ask bout my block that bitch is on lock where them niggaz
keep weed inside a zip lock, You aint got no room to judge so dont talk in the hood the slums and the bums is gone walk
Money what these niggaz make, cake what these niggaz bake, hoes what these niggaz break, life what these niggaz take
STOP listen pay attention im on a mission boss, its them niggaz they call the mobb we gots to get it boss
Lil nigga you aint even half my size you a Mc Donalds worker super size my fries potna, 2 thousand and 6, 10 thousand and bricks
20 thousands bitches thats all on one nigga dick (what nigga dick?) He is I and I am him fat with the tilted brim whats yo name fool?

[Chorus:]
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont act like ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont Act Like Ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture Of Me,Gone Take A Picture of ME (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out)

[Sawed-Off:]
Check Me Out how i do my thang (I gets paid) Mothafucka imma king in this game (Str8 spaids), Trap star nigga check my swagga
the shit here real i dont hear no laughter "FUCK BOY" i get a couple slabs of hard and chop it up, im on the block with a tool and its
cocked bruh these other niggaz out here hating cause im stacked up plus i gotta thick bitch with a fat butt, "HaHa"
from my shoes to my hat
your boy brand new cant nan nother do it like the mobb do, fresh like some new tennis shoes smell me
I dont give a fuck whst you lame niggaz tell me "Nahl" dope fresh, fresher then a som bitch, these other niggaz out here slackin
like a dumb
bitch, i do it like a real G, what ya'll niggaz thank? bet it up boy big bank take lil bank "Dope Boy Fresh"

[Chorus:]
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont act like ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont Act Like Ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture Of Me,Gone Take A Picture of ME (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out)

[Big Ken:]
I'm 100 percent mothafuckin D-boy, 500 percent a nigga you cant see boy when i say i got its on deck
take cash mothafucka dont accept no checks aint the same mobb that you used to know
yeah them boyz done came up get used to dough 5 g's in the street 5 g for a show so
when i walk in the club yeah you already know

[Sawed-Off:]
I'm D-O-P-E BOY fresh i gotta have the best i dont want nuttin less,fresh as a mothafucka
down to my feets, pants creased up as im roaming the streets, hoes stop and stare
they aint a dime i dont want em, i dont need no freinds mayne i roll by my lonesome buy my own grichy
got my own papa, buy my own liquor and floss on a Hater

[Chorus: x2]
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont act like ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
I'm Dope Boy Fresh (Fresher then a som bitch)
Dont Act Like Ya'll dont know (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture Of Me,Gone Take A Picture of ME (Check Me Out)
Take A Picture of Me,Gone Take A Picture Of Me (Check Me Out)

[Outro:]
Yeah its the 334 MOBB, another Beat Kingz Production
Take Ya camera Out and Take A Picture of Me
 

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