Mighty Mo Thug

[Souljah Boy]<br>Mo...<br>`Cause we must be, must be Mo Thug (gotta be Mo Thug)<br>I said it must be, must be, yeah<br>Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (gotta mighty Mo Thug)<br>I said it must be, must be, gotta be<br>Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (It`s got to be...)<br>I said it must be, must be, yeah<br>Gotta be mighty Mo Thug (It`s got to be...yeah)<br><br>I`m a hit it with the thang y`all<br>Bright, ya`ll, leave your lights on<br>I`m headed for the background<br>When I`m runnin` through a touchdown like Mike Prewitt<br>Wonder how we doin` it to prove it?<br>Guess who, and it`s this doin` nothin`<br>But the quick pull-ups<br>And you get full of some bullets snitch split<br>Put that ass in ditch, flip, ?<br>You`re dead. I`m too swift<br>Lit your block up like Christmas trees, you offendin` me<br>You were no kin to me, you my enemy<br>As a matter of fact, you off key<br>And all I see is R.I.P<br>Fin to jack those, lookin` for the backdoor<br>Fin to act up, when you got robbed<br>You ain`t fast enough<br>Take ten paces back and watch me blast shit up<br>Enough about my section, without directions<br>Got to catch `em, got to fetch `em like a dog would do<br>Roof, roof, you oughta be amazed<br>And dazed at all the shit I`ve been through<br>That`s why I pick you to be the listener<br>Bendin` the rules that I be makin`<br>Think they`re real, but they`re fakin`<br>I`m a killa, cap peeler, the realer<br>Bow down, and I`m about to get with ya<br>Sit back with the guys, smoke a Swisha<br>Motivate and contemplate how<br>I`m a have to go get ya (multiple personality)<br>I`m a keep it on the realer<br>So you can feel the straight up pain (straight up pain)<br>That`s with it (that`s with it)<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>[Souljah Boy]<br>Now, see me y`all<br>I got much style<br>Souljah Boy in the house with the big mouth<br>Make your chick bow low down<br>Now, who`s the girl in my ?<br>Then I roll out, let them know now that<br>Um, you distur-, -turbed in the brain<br>It isn`t worth it - to battle me it`ll take fists<br>But believe it: we can hurt you<br>Sharp pains to your chest, man, layin`<br>"Oh, you think we`re impressed with your thing?"<br>I can see straight through you like water<br>Souljah Boy, Mo Thug be ready for the slaughter (deadly)<br>Little nigga hear the fall out<br>It`s gonna cost ya (it`s gonna cost ya)<br>In a coffin, and aroused up (gotcha)<br>Tossed up, bust the lead, bring the guns<br>If you`re hittin` hard, I be hittin` hard<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>[Layzie]<br>Niggas droppin` like bricks<br>And I`m not to be fucked with<br>Click`s so thick, we split you off, ripped<br>Nigga, go in your pockets, and I take your chips<br>Bitch, I flip the script, or straight dip<br>Steady mobbin` to the next spot<br>After we wreck, shot call<br>The line`s so long it`s to the next block<br>Roll a Lex coupe, so swoop, and Benz drop-top<br>Niggas be starin`, tryin` to see what Mo Thug got<br>Picture me rollin`, strollin`<br>Nigga with a posse full of platinum players<br>Everywhere it`s smoke in the air<br>Nigga cross town on the way to the Clair<br>Even down the way, they smoke a pound a day<br>With my diamonds on the world<br>Comin` through a nigga hood<br>Niggas got sacks, tryin` to kick it, blueback<br>Soldiers, sell me somethin` good<br>Now I`m feelin` alright<br>Do it all night long<br>Kick it to the break of sunlight<br>If it ain`t done right, nigga we come hype<br>Sendin` niggas invitations to a gunfight<br>Nigga, bring it on<br>Souljah Boy and Layzie Bone gonna stay lookin`<br>Lovely with about fifty million niggas<br>That`ll pump me, bump me<br>`Cause, nigga, it must be<br><br>(Chorus)