4 Music Songtext
von Husalah

It′s the motherfuckin' opera man
You know what I′m sayin'?
Once a-motherfuckin'-gain
Once a-motherfuckin′-gain nigga
Once a-motherfuckin′-gain nigga
Yeah it's the motherfuckin′ mob nigga
Yeah, nigga, purple dope nigga
You know what I'm sayin′? Yeah
Check this out man
Yo, yo, yo, yeah


Niggas like me pop, niggas like me rock
Niggas like me cocked, niggas like me hot
You run your mouth a lot, you ain't really stupid
Nigga I′m really swooping down, aiming that thang and shooting
Listen up, niggas punks, nigga huh, nigga what
Look at them rims baby, them ain't no young bucks
Them is damn near thirty, nigga you damn near thirty
Get off your ass and get some paper, I'mma clap this K
To fuck these bitches, fuck with these killers in the kitchen whipping
Mixing that shit that people use and die, I′m stupid fly
So I don′t give a fuck, fuck it, who gives a fuck?
Who give a rat's ass if the pipes blast, get ′em stuck
All I know is when this chopper blast it wet you up
Mess you up, let them crazy Christians bless you up
Stretch the cut, Lex the truck, wreck the sluts, catch the buck
Wet the chumps, then bone out, get outtie and bounce

This is music for gangsters
Cooking white stuff or purple dope hustling
Every time I come around they ducking down
Cause I'm known for dumping rounds

I′m blasting through, passing through, mashing through stupid
I passed your two cupids even though her ass is stupid
I love sneakers and dope bitch, I'm clocking stupid
Rocking roofless tops is glass, crazy roof and clocking mad
Up the block all the whores, do they chores and suck me plus
You love the sluts, but all the cunts lust for us
Crazy pimp, digging Tonka trunk, you Willy Wonka punk
That mean you sweeter than sweet, your wife′ll feast on my meat
Holler teeth from my piece, slaughter my pipe like a beast
While I'm counting my cheese, while I'm throwing up peace

Every time I come around they ducking down
Cause I′m known for dumping rounds


This is mob for life, nigga crime for life, fuck your life
Fuck your wife with a magnum, niggas bite my fashion
Lavender sneakers, yeah I grabbed them off the auction block
Cop a top Energizer bunny on the spot, kicks rock to rock
Snitch the chopper rock, split your top and squat
Shells of pasta pop, it′s dark and hell is hot
I'm dumping hella shots, hella cops trail the mob
But I′m clean baby, still on the scene crazy
Yellow tape around the trees, his head is steaming zany
Yeah it seem I'm crazy, maybe I am but baby
Look at them rims, them is grown rims, not for babies
You blow your knot on ladies, I cop and work the rock
Got superb ways to get this paper, hood tactics and capers
Coming through nigga ripping shots
(Pop pop pop pop) Nigga what?
(Pop pop pop pop pop pop) Nigga what?
(Pop pop pop pop pop pop) Nigga what?
(Pop pop pop pop pop pop) This the mob!

Yeah nigga, nigga you have now formally
Been introduced to motherfuckin′ 4 music
You know what I'm sayin′
What the fuck is up man?
B-Love what's rockin' man?
Niggas is on 4′s man, this is 4 music man, we feel good, we happy
(Man, long as our rims are in there baby
We ain′t got nothin' to worry about)
Man, long as my rims is older than my nigga I ain′t even trippin' man
You know, it′s nothin' man, you know niggas is, man
It′s Tito baby, you already know
Tito man, you know what I'm sayin', we gone man
Blappin′! (4 music baby)
4 Music nigga, the rims is crazy, 4 music
Man, that′s all I'mma tell you nigga
Think it′s ugly cause I'm sitting up like a Tonka truck man
(Going hella fast) Going hella fast
Looking like a fucking spaceship nigga
With your girl crying tears nigga
She crying though, she really cry, she really crying
That′s the one, she really crying for real though