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[WHEELAS416]

Stop actin hard, Ill leave you embarassed and lost like a retard with no green card
You talk slick like a little hoe chick, but she scream my name when I give her the dope dick
My niggas stay thick, swarm through and leave ur crew beat up with bats of bamboo
Dont bite off what you cant chew, its true Ill hit ya respiratory like the swine flu
I come hard and stay vested up like a leotard, Always on my guard cause whos really ur homie?
He started off solid and crumbled into a phony, to that I cant settle so I struggle to be subtle
I react quick cus im a slave to my thoughts, Nevermind me speak to my hollow tipz
Lou e lou said it best Smiling faces tell lies, Ya you was solid but that black made you swallow ur pride
What happen to the MOB, I though it was foreva You turned ur back and now im parked outside with this beretta.

 

[VERSACERO]

Good shit, heres another one for fun i wrote last night but didn't post

Fina no need to STRUGGLE krows the dopest//

She like after his text,I felt like I smoked chriss//

HOMIE got bars like a lifer wit no friends//

M.O.B that means if it's beef survival is hopeless//

Kuz in sac these cats dump the whole clip//

Let you die wit PRIDE,turn ya kids head when ya throats slit//

Red rag wrapped around the mag, no prints//

Say my name 3 times,they find ya head in a cold fridge//

He has no remorse,like he's owed shit//

 

[WHEELAS416]

Im sittin here tryna rhyme together 5 billz, Im used to slangin treez and im used to slangin pillz
When you livin in the struggle, Itz a hill after hillz
I got too much pride so its fuck the world, Im goin in for the kill
Me N my homie Mally loco got the 39th avenue on lock, we M.O.B
But the hoes still stay on our jock

 

[Ambition209]

REAL SHIT...

Wonderin when my troubles will come to end, I STRUGGLE to get a grip,
too much PRIDE for these jobs that got me shovelin shit,
stressed out.. but tryin to forget, so I'm guzzlin fifths,
til I'm buzzed and sick... passed out in a puddle of piss,
been tryin to live right, but I'm bout to say fuck it and quit,
hit up the HOMIE and start hustlin quick,
get a couple of zips then move up to some bricks,
or maybe start bustin some licks,
but they say naw man you'll end up wit cuffs on ur wrists,
plus you'll be missed and we love it when ya spit,
but I ain't makin club hits, so im overlooked by the public,
reluctant, cuz if i blow i know everyones gonna switch up quick,
and right now, I even been gettin dissed by ugly chicks,
askin this girl, "whats gotten into you?", well its probably another dick,
i used to care about you girl, now you just a fuckin bitch,
and im tryin to stick wit the liqour and puffin spliffs,
no drugs to sniff, stayin away from controlled substances,
but im stressin dog, yall dont know what im up against,
when i write, it gets the weight off my chest,
like a girl that stuffs her tits, when she gets undressed,
and i confess, i haven't always gave it my all, or done my best,
probably shoulda been workin more, and havin fun less,
but i been under some stress,
dark skies above me, feels like thunder in my chest,
tryin not to let my boys discover that I'm a mess,
so I found out drinkin and smokin is what covers it best,
and most yall shoutin out M.O.B. but you know that's just a fuckin lie,
same dudes who buyin flowers for they ex's who left'em for another guy....

 

[Ambition209]

Man this is kinda weak without props.. Can't even see who was feelin my shit.. Or prop the ones I like...

I will say congrats to the winners so far tho... Fina is legit....

 

[JackArtist510]

STRUGGLE
PRIDE
HOMIE
M.O.B.

yall got sum skills, gotta ante up. so this ones from the heart

Notorious BIG said it best, its an everyday STRUGGLE
that dont mean slow down your hustle
feed your kids and dont take life for granted
u got obstacles? depend on urself to handle it
gang injunctions not guna put a dent in PRIDE
knowledge is power, only if applied
stay humble, dont ever forget a true HOMIE
cuz u wont like it when your hood gets lonely
last but not least, dont fuck with that meth
wut good is a homie with no corazon left?
keep it solid like the roots of a tree
that should be added to the laws of M.O.B.

 

[scrillafein]

Oh what! Back at it again Fina? I need to finish a 20 page paper and then I'll write a little something.

 

[WHEELAS416]

Heart so cold but the blunt stays flamed up
sicc Homies bust rhymes until we all done came up
easy like a free dunk mando like a Re-up
i know nuttin but Struggle but i hustle to bubble
the hood is deep and its crackin
money n muscle we chunk and wrestle
M.o.b. pumpin through my vessels
and my Pride is more then mental
you knew that when you found out that
to hell is where i sent you

 

[$anJoBoy]

Thanks FINA, hope the rest of you guys feelin my shit too,
Shouts out too Krow, Good Job!

 

[scrillafein]

“I don’t know where I’m headed, I’m looking around for hell or heaven.”/
FINA cash me out, don’t make me pull a two-illeven!!/
Caught up in the struggle trying to keep my mind INSANE/
It’s survival of the sickest, I can never be tamed…./
Many Punks don‘t understand, its about the principality/
Cross the point of no return…. end up a fatal mortality/
Killing rapists in my basement, neighbors called up the police/
Too many noise complaints, landlord ripping up my lease/
So show me some respect, don’t make me turn into a killa’/
Quick to throw shit in your face like if I was a caged gorilla/
Just got back from a shooting, changed my pin and barrel out/
But don’t get no ideas, lil homie that’s not what I’m all about/
I’m on another level cooking dope with kerosene/
Injecting fools with the siccness, chemicals blowin’ up in their spleens/
Always on a mission, breakin’ traitors and these feins/
What else can someone live for after shattering their dreams?/
Lying, robbing and stealin’ now it’s time for their homicide.
Momma raised me to keep my head up and never swallow my pride/
M-O-B Bloodline is what runs through my veins/
Just a natural at this shit, never trippin’ up off the fame/
Sweet talking all these honeys, big booties I love to tame
Every time I cruise through town bitches know I’m the mero mero/
And if someone starts to set trip con plomo le ago agujeros/

 

[209ALLStAr]

Everydays a Struggle just gotta learn to adapt/
Stay on the hustle cuz there ain't no turnin back/
Fuck a booth I stand in a furnace when I rap/
Im the truth, Spit so hot it's off the thermostat/
Furnishin straps to keep my circle fortified/
Nines and forty fives is how I rep this northern pride/
Homie you can always find a friend in me/
You know who to hit when it's time to ride on enemies/
M.O.B is a way of life/
Live by the code both day and night/

 

[Lil Oso XIV]

JUZ A STRAIGHT UP FREESTYLE WEN I SAW DA WORDA. NOT TRYIN TO WIN SHIT. JUZ 4 FUN. M O B, THATZ HOW I RIDE, SO ITZ MONEY OVER BITCHZ TILL I DIE, FOOLZ THINK IM A LEVA KUZ I RESIDE N NEVADA, STILL U KANT FUK WIT MY PRIDE, ARCHY B, DA OG HOMIE, THE ONE YALL ENVY, KUZ MY RIDEZ BOUNCIN LIKE YO BITCHZ TITTIEZ !! HAHA

 

[WHEELAS416]

My pride is all I got, I struggle around the clock
practice what you preach M.O.B is more than talk
my homie turned into a knock actin like a fiend
i struggle to be happy after some shit that i done seen
but its M.O.B, a bitch can have any nigga slippin
but im trippin cause i got way too much pride
to let some ripper come n milk whatz mine
see im on the grind, i struggle to stay outta trouble
the money comes in the worst fashion, homies get to blastin
its the passion for the game, pride what keeps us sane.

 

[WHEELAS416]

Another one for the sicc fam keep em coming....


I know the game gon get the best of me I stay high for the beast in me and be on my bread like sesame for the love of money I'm gettin cheese bitch please it's Mob on a bop I keep my game on top of ur main just ask her my name I rip her then she's Homie thang hoes comin n goin like purple blunts that I'm blowin that keep me constantly flowin i don't Struggle to juggle all these hoes on my buckle it just makes me chuckle how these hoes wanna tussle bout who gets to ride in my shuttle I take em all and and I fuck em I leave em naked n shake em because I'm out for the cakin then bangin n loc'in see my Pride can't be broken I'm clearly outspoken from ropen n chokin Mary stay smoken the clock tickens the plot thickens anotha rap gets written...

 

[scrillafein]

Here's one in Spanish with ALL the words translated and included in the rap. Not a lot of homeboys rap in spanish so here we go...

Alcohol en mis venas, olvidandome mis penas/
Me levanto en la mañana con dos Viejas ajenas/
De la noche anterior, no me acuerdo de ni madres/
Mis pecados son mortales pero a mi me vale madre/
De nada me arrepiento, para que, si ya es muy tarde/
En camino pa’ la iglesia a confesarme con el padre/
Llego el fin de semana, es tiempo de parrandear/
Con mi escuadra, tiro arriba, listo para arremangar/
En caliente suelto plomo, al panteon van a parar/
todos aquellos perros, la rabia voy a matar/
dicen que soy un malvado, talvez tengan la razon/
acribillo a mi enemigo y no me tiento el corazon/
Me gusta lo puro beuno, no me gustan chingaderas/
tres dias amanecido, ya me cuelgan las ojeras/
Con destino hacia la playa, yo voy con mis camaradas/
Corona, Carta Blanca, y dos botellas de bucanas/
Tambien traigo mi cuerno, ay pal que me traiga ganas/
Billetes en la bolsa, rodiado de puras damas/
escupiendo este juego, me dicen el volador/
a las morras traigo locas, me quieren decir su amor/
Nunca tuve un trabajo, pero soy bien jalador/
El orgullo nunca pierdo y me sobra el valor/
Devolada le entro al fuego, yo no conoci el temor/
vivi la vida humilde, y yo siguo aqui en la lucha
Dinero sobre viejas, siempre alerta, y siempre trucha/
ahora como carne, y ya no ocupo de maruchas....

 

[ROB RIZE]

since im goin threw hella shit this is perfecto!

here we go uh yea once again
im livin the struggle let it leak through my pen
feelin dark like a den but i wanna see the light
but my pride gets in the way so its a constant fight
crave the love that i had but has slowly gone away
like a faded memory see my homie at his grave
see the stars in the sky and i slowly drift away
its the MOB my overture brigade....

 

[$anJoBoy]

SHOUTS OUT TO FINA! THANKS ALOT FOR THE CASH! GONNA HELP ME OUT ALOT!

 

[WHEELAS416]

scrillafein that shit was tight bruh!!! we needa win these last 2 slots but that was tight homie and ambition got it crackin too mane

 

[MaC A$$ ViC]

homie dont try it, cuz killas move in silent/
so you wont hear me, fear me cuz im violent/
you struggle while i strangle you
then let my BGs bang on you
i swang in coupes, ridin low in classics
see a rival dont blink twice i just blast it
head shots face gone no open casket
see flashing lights so i get up and gas it
i risk it but i love the rush i get
some keep it M.O.B others forget
neglect the respect thats when you lose your pride
then bodies wash ashore during the low tide

 

[scrillafein]

Fo' sho playboy, we are definitely in this. Like the homie Rappin' 4'Tay said, "a lot of these playa's make a damn good rhyme sayer". There's talent out there but some just never seem to get their hands on a microphone or get caught up with life.