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    "Sinister Mob" Lyrics

    E-40 feat. Nate Dogg

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    I don't know if you don't, I know, whenever the wind blows
    I be chasin' all of my cheese, think I'm lyin', silly negro, please
    My niggaz is out to get rich, better watch out man 'cause they sick
    Somebody better get this dick, I'm about to get sick with this shit

    Although them niggaz is tight
    As tight as me they never will be
    So what? Some niggaz is famous man
    Some niggaz is out for they G's

    Some niggaz is lovin' hookers man
    Some niggaz send hoes to they knees
    Some niggaz will rescue a bitch
    Some skanless niggaz'll let the ho bleed

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    The cherries, sirens, got me layin', po po penelopes make
    Noises throughout the night, bring the yellow tape
    They so lost, bodies bagged up
    Streets blocked off, victims air lifted up

    Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins
    Funkin', beefin', killin' they best friends
    And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason
    But right now it's a drought and ain't nobody eatin'

    So therefo' there the problem right there
    Ain't no jobs provided so I'ma blame the Mayor
    Sinister mob throughout the town
    Y'all grew up on this shit, y'all love the sound

    Y'all threw up on the shit, all on the tar
    Got you twisted with the shit, dang near wreck yo' momma's car
    Dirty needles, welfare checks
    Poverty, despair, housin' projects

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    Smeb with me and Nate Dogg
    M.D. 20/20 see that them breathin' alcohol
    Drinking too many to the head with me
    Eightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall

    I dropped a C-note, didn't miss it
    A little skank from the other side, picked it up and kiss it like
    Good luck, you deserve it and you makin' it
    Even though my boyfriend, them be hatin' it

    I'm a top hat, them cats is mouses
    I sport ice, cost mo' than niggaz houses
    I'm nothing close to bein' fake
    I tried to tell them tricks a long time ago
    To get in this rap game, but it's too late

    I'm on my way to my, where? Studio session
    Switchin' ears, tryin' to get a better reception
    Changin' gears, super size
    Poppin' wheelies in my brand new ride

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    Glow in the dark night vision, solar ray tinted glass
    Power heated side through mirrors, brought back airbags
    Off the new with the stump
    My Cadillac DTS Deville, 32 valve ain't no punk

    Get up outta here some ol' Jacklin and square
    Hollered adjitudes and ate the gravel
    I said, ?I ain't no mark ass any ol' rapper
    Potnah I was built for battlin'

    And about all that ol' jaw jackin'
    You doin' potnah, I ain't playin'
    You get your head put on flat,
    Think it's a game, I got choppers

    Done fucked with jelly jaws
    Screwed a few bitches in my car
    A temper problem, I can't hide
    Issues, violence, problems deep inside?

    Although them niggaz is tight
    As tight as me they never will be
    So what? Some niggaz is famous man
    Some niggaz is out for they G's

    Some niggaz is lovin' hookers man
    Some niggaz send hoes to they knees
    Some niggaz will rescue a bitch
    Some skanless niggaz'll let the ho bleed

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook

    If you gon' ride, nigga go'n ride
    If you gon' hide, nigga go'n hide, witcho' bitch ass
    If you gon' shoot, nigga go'n shoot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
    If you gon' spook, nigga go'n spook
    This song was submitted on December 26th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by D. Juan, Earl T. Stevens, Nathaniel Hale.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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