First I load the clip and then I make the hit
 I know some y'all can't fade this
 Lench Mob niggas are the craziest
 So you and your boys are ass out
 When I'm rollin in a seven deuce glass house
 The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
 When we get the motherfucking dog in us
 Playing them old beats
 I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
 Ready to peel your cap
 You can't believe "Faces of Death" on wax
 Some say the Mob ain't positive
 Man fuck that shit cause I gots to live
 How I live and you could either give a fuck punk
 Yo or get your ass bucked
 Some rappers are heaven-sent
 But Self-Destruction don't pay the fucking rent
 So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job
 I'd rather roll it wit the Lench Mob

 To be down with the Mob is simple
 Mind your own you want a spot find your own
 And take mine if you're badder than the strong man
 I do the right thing I do the wrong thing
 Do anything cause I ain't faking the scene
 It's all about how much bacon you bring
 And if you see something from the gat I will stuff it
 Yo you ain't seen nothing
 Cause if you testify you're living blind
 Cause in the city you live and let die
 Rolling with the fools One Time can't beat
 On my knees in the street interlock my hands and feet
 He said "I know you" I said "you might
 My name is Ice Cube I did a song you didn't like"
 So he soaked me up like Bounty
 Had to do a week in the county
 A piece of cake it was just like a party
 Cause in the county you know everybody
 No I didn't kill or steal or rob
 Locked up for what cause I'm rollin wit the Lench Mob

 If you know a female that's rollin with the Lench Mob
 Watch your step cause the gat is kept
 In the purse like my homegirl Yo-Yo
 You gotta be down and you can't be a hoe no
 Cause if you are I'll be the first one to bust you out
 After my crew I'll be the first one to rush you out
 Get the picture or bitch
 You'll get the eighty-six
 If she wanna try and mix
 Business and pleasure make up your own mind
 You gotta be a hoe on your own time
 Don't sleep cause even on a solo creep
 Yo the Mob is still deep
 And we'll play ya just like a nit-wit
 You thought you got with the crew you can't get with
 So get the noose ready for the lynching
 Now 235 is what I'm benching
 But nowadays it's still not enough
 I got something guaranteed to stop the bum rush
 Give me the gat, step back, and watch me do the job
 Rolling with the motherfucking Lench Mob