Mob Ties Skit (Pone Speaks) - Doe Boy

I would describe special spirit and God knows, I’ve seen my nigga,

like it’s now man

No matter many times niggas never lie

Apparating on whoever you swore my nigga

No more season I’m a hold in yo swell now

So homie don’t worry it ain’t even about you man

Yeah business man, talm bout now

You’re just mob and gang under the same umbrella man

Homie rather get that Tomas

File it up and squash niggas you know

Nowadays niggas wanna stay conscious starting charities now

Gang shit, mob ties, but the streets married me nigga

Well, don’t go for it man

Don’t go for it man

It’s either cells or the morgue at this point my G

No savage jazz man

Like this music’s the only thing stopping the maniac man

When niggas dead I open my weed man

Know South Side it at man stand fully alert

Know his ass with the warden blowing oxygen on the run

Doe Boy you be doing something amazing yeah

Touches to the soul my G, what’s left of it

I started at my nigga like a sasquatch day in and day out

Well you ain’t coming for it

Well, the thing is yo it’s on, my nigga

We gon suffocate these niggas man

These niggas that ain’t sponsor this shit

Yeah when he was dead in the senses my lil homie opened his own

Man shout out to be big homies now, sense you now

'Fore I say this shit my nigga you gotta be willing to listen

At your disposal at this point, blam, rah, gang shit now

Doe Boy yo next now

Don’t do this alone boy

Fo' sure on game

Man ya’ll niggas man proud a this castle

Yo man we bout to get into traffic bro

And I love you man