Mob Shit Song Lyrics

I got one of them black 26s, and a box on 26 inches. and I leave it parked where it's dark in the trenches
In the hood where they kill mothafuckas never visit
Yea nigga, we real in ya vision. Feds take us down but we don't ever listen
Niggas doin' Ls movin' pounds of that Crisco. We don't ever gain so the pain just continue
Hitta time - murder only thang on the menu. so I ride around wit my thang to defend you
You ain't got no bread all this game that I lend you
Gotta use your lead if you're scared you a preacher
A p_____ project wit gun shots screechin'
We love this mob life this is our future
Got beef wit the Jack, and I can't reach you
Send a kite to the pen, fuck _____ _______