[talking]
Ye-yeah, what up world, it's your boy
C. Wiggity-Whoadie-Weezy-Ward, one more 'gain

Tha M.O.B. General, I'm back with the Mob boss Sensei
We got this new "Mob 4 Life" cd, we want y'all to check out
Raw and uncut, some stuff we put together for the streets to bang

From the South to the North, from the East to the West
I wanna thank all the haters (thank ya)
And ery'body else, who put forth to this here project

Roll with us on this one, one love let's go

[Hook x2]

It's M.O.B
Money Over Bull%#@!, you know me
Keep it low-key, what big bro told me

Them ^!$$%z don't know, what them ^!$$%z don't see

[Big Pokey]

In this rap game I come, from the back of the pack
Now they respect my work, like I'm packing a mack
Everytime I sound check, I'm cracking the deck

On track split wigs, like a axe in the hat
You know how I act in a Lac, I'm a hog
T.V.'s back in the back, got to fall

Texas boys crawl, like a ^!$$% with his legs cut
K bullets hit ^!$$%z, and they edge up's
Pay attention, focus ^!$$%

Third, Fourth and Fifth Ward rogus ^!$$%
4-4, Southwest vaulters ^!$$%
Better have that on your mind, when you approach us ^!$$%

A (*##$'ll jump fly, when they dose your hitter
You G about it, be about it, you supposed to get her
I get a broad pimp of grain, I need to be in the Pimp of Fame

They think it's hard, but it's simple mayn

[Hook x2]


[D-1]
In this rap game, I run through the hard and the whack

And my verses go together, like cigars in a sack
Leaving out the club hit the crack, alarm on the Lac
18's beating, some think I got a bomb in the back

Because I'm M.O.B
Aggravated $$#ualt, and bodily injury
To any ^!$$%, that try to offend me

Po-Yo, C. Ward and Grim Reap'
(*##$, don't forget Dre Day
I'm on the grind, everyday is pay day

Y'all (*##$ ^!$$%z, better make way
Cause I'm some'ing like A.I., with a A.K
And to the S.U.C

H.A.W.K., and Mike D
Big Moe, Z-Ro and Keke
If it wasn't for y'all, I wouldn't be who I be


[Hook x2]


[Chris Ward]
In this rap game, I got the best scared to feature me
Cause they know that I eat up the track, just like a creature see

I spit ether, lethally
Evenly I violate, every law illegaly
I'm one of the ones, that be running the South

But I got so many connects, I even be running through the North
You think I'm lying, just ask the Boss he'll tell ya
(C. Ward is a quiet hustler, but he'll sell ya)

Whatever you wanna buy, or whatever you wanna try
And if you got plex ($#&@ you), it's whatever you wanna die
And when the laws is on the creep, and I'm feeling the heat

A ^!$$% dress fresh, like I'm at Dyatona's Beach
White lenin slacks, shirt and shoes is peach
We are the definition, of Newvo Reach

That's newly rich, we new leaders %#@!
C. Ward, Sensei and D-1 you (*##$


[Hook x2]