Letra de Pab Moob (feat. Zay $oul)

So we got black foes, when you black, the po' don't wanna Fuck around, they on yo back, I go Blast at your black Timbs and pistols, bro Them pistols go brrrack where your sister go And I'm not post depression, these pussies playin, the pressure come and My obsession no recollection, I'm drillin, homie I'm not chillin, they steady drillin the children, homie Ayy you don't get it? They tryna make us the villain, b Be reckless, any move be reckless Be reckless, any move be reckless Be reckless, any move be reckless Don't get it bent, boy don't get it bent Don't get it bent, boy don't get it bent Be reckless, any move be reckless Be reckless, any move be reckless Be reckless, any move be reckless Don't get it bent, boy don't get it bent Don't get it bent, boy don't get it bent