Yeah we gonna do it like this
  Mobsters reign, we hope you feel this
  Speedknot Mobsters
    [Verse 1:]
    My click been strugglin half a lifetime tryin to get our shit on
  got no G's to sit on, even so niggas sell packs to get on
  but let me take you to a place
  where these niggaz learn to better pain and stress
  look a murderer in the face, comin up with a wilder range you're blitzed
    1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken you
  fleein through the front door, and we gotta do one more
  even though dealer watchin me like the lottery
  we can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecy
    Well mobbin what can be better than weed, drinks, bitches and loot?
  hangin off 20 G's cause you got more money to scoop
  lives a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
  constantly eyed by neighbors, who do the Feds favors?
  it aint no major dough, what this lady yeya blow
  as long as its payin me for my occupation criminal
  pullin up on hoes, as the weed smoke blows, the absence of a mobsters presence
  is the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, it rolls, the pearl white O's
  mobile, shit im a ride high til i die, get killed
  smoke like fields, forever dodgin blue shields,
  we're blue steel i got full proof escape skills
  we're paper chasin leavin trails of shell cases
  and chasin to the part of your body
  where the bloods wasted, on the life taken
  Chicago aint a city its a nation
  its all this my foundation within the mobster organization
    [Chorus:]
    If its gonna be shakin it up, if its gonna be cookin it up
  if it aint hustlin and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin it up
  (well I'm a payin mobster for life, caught with gold and ice)
  (Speedknots roll two shots too cold to die, know im a get high)
  its an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
  callin cops for thangs, readin to squab or bang
  takin your riches, cause we know we snatchin your bitches
  the wish I reign my family gotta maintain , its a mobster thang
    [Verse 2:]
    Im a fat booty fuckin, love gettin the sucks in and bustin
  givin niggers punkin heads for nothin, while bumpin, handle my functions
  my pistles pumpin, got hoes jumpin, a mobstas always into somethin
    I can feel Killuminati lookin over my shoulder
  somethin keeps tellin me to get mine before its over
  smokin on plenty of buddahs, the brand to get blessed, with forgiveness
  for the last time I'm sent on the survivin quest
  from hustlin 24-7 to makin niggas get undressed
  The mobster in me got to be obsessed
  with lucci and success, so I can care less
  if I gotta be lootin and woopin,
  I'm sick of beggin niggas for rides
  id rather be the one thats scoopin
  cause in these last days its day to day hustlin for me, i wont rest here
  everyday
  fat ass chain and 3 blades,
  trippin on that 2 faced, that nigga sweatin dick
  while i rock the stage,
  like these bitches is just tryin to get paid to give a nigga AIDS
  like I can use it for turnin tricks
  or either for hittin licks and then rap about the shit
  in one the mobster's greastest hits,
  and when we come to your town(?)then raise it
  finest skunk we just can roll it up and blaze it
    [Chorus (2x)]
    Im gonna make it through this New World Order if i gotta be rappin and robbin
  you cant stop the Speedknot from mobbin and if you try we squabin
  we waitin for you to fall off the square so you best keep your head up
  when these shots how niggas roll, cause we dont believe in goin head up
    On this week 100's, 50's, and dubs, trigger finger itchy with snubs
  hit me wit love, black gloves, red eyes (?)
  t-shirt up on my face, fucked up and ready, I cocked the 380,
  got a grip that was steady adrenaline
  rushin po-feddy, while lives is rolled with Sisqo
  may we rock the tightest flows but tinto up with the clips though
  gotta find out what yo pockets hit fo, cause i aint that scummie
  mother fuck (?) got no time for rockin,
  choppin in the car stoppin with a stack ofpacked money
  but you trustin me, then I cup this shit,
  snatch all of your luxury, try touchin me
  actin tough as shit, my moms is a bust for me
  fuckin me or make me hate you,
  permanently sedate you, when the bullet penetrate
  you its goin straight for your face you, unless we chase you
  when we escape through your pockets
  by all means neccesary the rest is secondary
  comin for back til my flesh is buried, the test is carried for me to survive
  and hope we still will be thick, with a trilogy click but now seven
  mobstability shit
    [Chorus (2x)]
    Ha, I just take a pull in the hail,
  thinkin about my niggas thats locked up in jail
  my mind dwells on crime sales, we wipin off mad shells
  only time will tell if we gotta use em'
  aint lookin for stack , but if we got into it
  we gotta do it, ha, mobster anthem for life