Mob Figaz - If U Buying lyrics

[Ridah] Man what they thought That I'd give up and get caught After I grabbed the nine And headed straight for the fault When it ain't never been a battle That I fought and lost Without my opponent being traced out in chalk But I still ain't satisfied So peep the rapid fire This'll be the day I die f** rappin' I'll retire Negotiators say they'll provide The paper I desire But he's a liar Cuz I'm tired of being lied to So we die too, I ride through Bustin' wit the hostages Shielding me, yielding me From the cops and sh** Spectators syndicate of how to stop this kid But it's too late I fear no fate, plus shoot straight And it's funny That all I ever wanted was some money And someone to s** me like they had no teeth Now all of a sudden these muthaf**as wanna know me Calm me down, sayin "Ridah let the hostages free" But I'm on some f** the world sh** and I don't know I guess I'm stressed off the bullsh** But they don't know me like they think they do To the whole world n***a Chorus: [Ridah] You don't know me like you think you do If you buying I sit down and have this drink with you But still you don't know me like you think you do I was strapped the time you had yo heat with you You don't know me, you don't know me like you think you do If you buying I sit down and have this drink with you But still you don't know me like you think you do I was strapped the time you had yo heat with you You don't know [Hustlah] I was in the back seat Tacked out sipping yak Keep burnin' my chest Dropping ashes from my skull Cherry burnin' my flesh and I can't feel it Cuz something's wrong Touchin' my gat was also peelin' it And I'm feelin' strong Look up and all I seen was two n***as' dome And my cousin Clyde sayin' "Lil' Cutty hold on" But the feelin' was strong like I said One in the chamber on my thang Wear a beam on they head Tryin' to stop But my fingers kept holdin' on Hella [?] I wish [?] the car [?] wrapped around a pole And I'm out cold Smith and Wesson in my hand And a couple of songs in my pocket As I bail from the [?] [?] gone What the f** one minute was on way home Next one I'm hittin' gauges with blood stains on my clothes Now I ain't worried about my PCP though [?][?] for a second Or Two n***as get smoked Was it somethin' I drank or Was it somethin' I smoked All these n***as think they know me When they really don't know Damn it's k**ing me slow Think I'm a rapper but he's dealin' his coke It's the only way I still lounge and chill with my folks [AP 9] You better back up Give me some room, stack up Before I jack ya, on a platoon We be them n***as and I blast ya silly muthaf**a You not knowing me who asked ya I wouldn't put it past ya I'm movin' faster In the fast lane the fast life causing disasters These n***as actin' like the dons we the last ones Wit a gat in my palm I'm pullin' fast ones These s**ers actin' like they really want some Come get some I'm getting dumb Dumpin' hollow's with your d**h day So catch your breath man Somebody better hold me That's what they told me The ghetto is tryin' to k** me Cuz I'm constantly gettin' silly Just a thug n***a I roll with ridahs and hustlahs We dumping slugs n***a And we don't f** with no bustas But I love n***as Who get they thug on and the d** on Police jockin' me Told my little cousin that they watchin' me Stoppin' me, poppin' me They wanna see AP not breath like Pac see I live the young, the good life The mob life foo But you don't know me like you think you do [Hook] [Fed X] It all happened in a Lincoln limo I'm talkin' business With a [?] cap by the name of Leo Was supposed to be his so called nephew A Coleone that was sellin' it For two times cheaper than what his uncle do I should of knew I couldn't trust him The snake in the gra** Crossed his van Throw that kilo in the shape top grab Set me up The Feds needed a bust A paid cat from the Bureau That his own team couldn't trust They call me Groupie Don Had to get him for nine A ball head nut from Frisco Who sold his pistols by the crate And [?] with missiles and hand grenades They don't know It's all a fad [The Jacka] And I could tell them on my way Just a few more moves I gotta make And a few more chances I gotta take Being in the Mob Every job is a promise I can't break The fast lane Yeah so much cash came The Feds know my name But they don't know my face My young n***a got caught When a cape caught a case Any time you will waste G'z on a lawyer Only to get 34 years Chest to the floor Push-ups till your chest gets soft Muthaf**as ain't sh** Only let a n***a know When I predict As time changes playas become haters Even if you knew me for hella long You will still be a stranger You don't know me n***a