Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Field Mob, Uh, it's hard catchin' these old rhymes I cant' remember these
By Field Mob, I woke up on Fox found myself starring on Cops Got
By Field Mob, I'm home, hey, mama Hi, where's Smoke at? He, uh, he had
By Field Mob, You are not alone 'cause I'm going through this thing
By Field Mob, The filthy, nasty, dirty South I represent Albany gorillas, rock choppers
By Field Mob, Damn you done came up short again, ain't uh 'Cause yo
By Field Mob, I'm lookin' for a made misses, not one of them
By Field Mob, Hey hey, hey hey, hey shawty Hey hey, hey hey hey,
By Field Mob, My main girl, ain't that some shit, I ain't with
By Field Mob, Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday Tired of
By Field Mob, Run it Yo, you know what I'm sayin' it's the original