More Than Rappin

Yeah
 Talk 'bout it
 I go by the name of HellGang Mozzy
 One up top ahki, somethin' stocky in the choppy, nigga
 June on the beat, don't shoot him in the streets
 Yeah, body, ask the body
 Landlord of the Gangland, they know what's happenin'
 .40 blappin', that's how they know that it's more than rappin'
 Nigga told you that I'm lackin', lil' shawty cappin'
 Ain't playin' with no paper, finna double lap 'em
 Ayy, get at me with them prices that the pie sum quoted
 Tryna run it up the gut if we can find an open
 Soccer mom caravan 'til we slide it open
 'Posed to fire in the open when you spot opponents
 Niggas rollin', circle your picture and now you on it
 Call the jeweler with forty pointers, it's how I want it
 How you bomin'? You buggin' if you ain't bustin' down
 Confirming a wire transfer for a hundred thou'
 Pacquiao for the hooker, I hardly fuck around
 You got tagged for the tooly and hardly come around
 Life sentence, I'm tryna picture him touchin' down
 He probably won't 'cause the way the victim was hunted down
 That shit embarrassing, sleeping on homie's mother's couch
 Lost a bundle in that bitch, at least a hundred count
 We was thuggin' as youngins, bustin' and runnin' routes
 Bang that thing out of vengeance, it wasn't for the clout
 Granny cussing me out behind a speeding ticket
 I do the dance to the chicken, I'm tryna Z a ticket
 Biscotti Pippen, you know that we keep it cloudy, right?
 Bitches whisper, "You know them niggas from Cali, right?"
 I could volley my body if brother stylin' right
 He thought I tried to fi-dangle but he ain't count it right
 It's more to life, we boarding flights for the legal chilly
 Just left Philly, in Harlem with it, you see the billies
 These niggas kill me, talkin' like they ice a quarter milli'
 They wanted forty for the mirror, I threw a quarter in it
 Landlord of the Gangland, they know what's happenin'
 The .40 blappin', that's how they know that it's more than rappin'