[Souljah Boy]
Mo...
`Cause we must be, must be Mo Thug (gotta be Mo Thug)
I said it must be, must be, yeah
Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (gotta mighty Mo Thug)
I said it must be, must be, gotta be
Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (It`s got to be...)
I said it must be, must be, yeah
Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (It`s got to be...yeah)
I`m a hit it with the thang y`all
Bright, ya`ll, leave your lights on
I`m headed for the background
When I`m runnin` through a touchdown like Mike Prewitt
Wonder how we doin` it to prove it?
Guess who, and it`s this doin` nothin`
But the quick pull-ups
And you get full of some bullets snitch split
Put that ass in ditch, flip, ?
You`re dead. I`m too swift
Lit your block up like Christmas trees, you offendin` me
You were no kin to me, you my enemy
As a matter of fact, you off key
And all I see is R.I.P
Fin to jack those, lookin` for the backdoor
Fin to act up, when you got robbed
You ain`t fast enough
Take ten paces back and watch me blast shit up
Enough about my section, without directions
Got to catch `em, got to fetch `em like a dog would do
Roof, roof, you oughta be amazed
And dazed at all the shit I`ve been through
That`s why I pick you to be the listener
Bendin` the rules that I be makin`
Think they`re real, but they`re fakin`
I`m a killa, cap peeler, the realer
Bow down, and I`m about to get with ya
Sit back with the guys, smoke a Swisha
Motivate and contemplate how
I`m a have to go get ya (multiple personality)
I`m a keep it on the realer
So you can feel the straight up pain (straight up pain)
That`s with it (that`s with it)
(Chorus)
[Souljah Boy]
Now, see me y`all
I got much style
Souljah Boy in the house with the big mouth
Make your chick bow low down
Now, who`s the girl in my ?
Then I roll out, let them know now that
Um, you distur-, -turbed in the brain
It isn`t worth it - to battle me it`ll take fists
But believe it: we can hurt you
Sharp pains to your chest, man, layin`
Oh, you think we`re impressed with your thing?
I can see straight through you like water
Souljah Boy, Mo Thug be ready for the slaughter (deadly)
Little nigga hear the fall out
It`s gonna cost ya (it`s gonna cost ya)
In a coffin, and aroused up (gotcha)
Tossed up, bust the lead, bring the guns
If you`re hittin` hard, I be hittin` hard
(Chorus)
[Layzie]
Niggas droppin` like bricks
And I`m not to be fucked with
Click`s so thick, we split you off, ripped
Nigga, go in your pockets, and I take your chips
Bitch, I flip the script, or straight dip
Steady mobbin` to the next spot
After we wreck, shot call
The line`s so long it`s to the next block
Roll a Lex coupe, so swoop, and Benz drop-top
Niggas be starin`, tryin` to see what Mo Thug got
Picture me rollin`, strollin`
Nigga with a posse full of platinum players
Everywhere it`s smoke in the air
Nigga cross town on the way to the Clair
Even down the way, they smoke a pound a day
With my diamonds on the world
Comin` through a nigga hood
Niggas got sacks, tryin` to kick it, blueback
Soldiers, sell me somethin` good
Now I`m feelin` alright
Do it all night long
Kick it to the break of sunlight
If it ain`t done right, nigga we come hype
Sendin` niggas invitations to a gunfight
Nigga, bring it on
Souljah Boy and Layzie Bone gonna stay lookin`
Lovely with about fifty million niggas
That`ll pump me, bump me
`Cause, nigga, it must be
(Chorus)
