M.O.C. - Through the Night (feat. Pizzle G) Lyrics

We the young niggaz with the shits (Skii)
TTG we the M.O.B in this bitch
Money Over Bitches
M.O.B
Damn
We the young niggaz with the shits
TTG
We the M.O.B in this bitch
Pussy hoes out here getting broke
Counterfeit
F*cking with the chief nigga
And a wig get split
And, money is the motive
But don't love that shit
F*ck the materialistic
Y'all can have Y'all fits
Need some jeans and a white tee
And I'm still gettin' chips
Money so long in the pockets can't fit
Look at me, yeah I'm speaking my shit
My shit real
I hope that y'all feel
Like every single word
That I breathe
And I spill
The game
Because it's oozing through my veins
Like the thugz way before me
Can't get in my lane
Don't cross my homies
Weave out the fake and the phonies
And only god can judge me my nigga
Real and niggaz they ride through the night
Got my guns in my hands
Ain't no worries, alright?
And to an opp nigga bomb on sight
No time for the fake, cause
Damn, we living this life
We living this life, hey, hey
We living this, uh, yeah
We living this life, hey, hey
We living it
Real and niggaz they ride through the night
Got my guns in my hands
Ain't no worries, alright?
And to an opp nigga bomb on sight
No time for the fake, cause
Damn, we living this life
We living this life hey hey
We living this uh yeah (Pizzle)
We living this life hey hey
We living it
Niggas talking shit
Brought my f*cking pocket rocket
Shit loud as f*ck
Motherf*cker please stop it
Keep one in the head
Don't even gotta cock it
Got something for you motherf*ckers
That's kind of cocky
I don't give a f*ck
Never really did
Slinging all this weight
Got me feeling kinda big
You a pussy ass nigga
You like the wig
Smoke you like a cancer patient
I'm like a cig
Jig bitch, get your hoe f*cked
Give your how up
Got foot long meat call it cold cut
Yeah I gang bang
Nigga so what
Look me in my eyes
Please baby so we both nut?
Look me in my eyes
You can tell I give no f*cks
She ride my bike
She don't even need no clutch
Niggas ride my wave might as well get a bus
GD gang banging 4L that's us (Glatt)
Real and niggaz they ride through the night
Got my guns in my hands
Ain't no worries, alright?
And to an opp nigga bomb on sight
No time for the fake, cause
Damn, we living this life
We living this life, hey, hey
We living this, uh, yeah
We living this life, hey, hey
We living it
Real and niggaz they ride through the night
Got my guns in my hands
Ain't no worries, alright?
And to an opp nigga bomb on sight
No time for the fake, cause
Damn, we living this life
We living this life hey hey
We living this uh yeah (Pizzle)
We living this life hey hey
We living it