Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't give two fucks bout what she
Cause the M.O.B is how we live
So she a beat like the speed
The game's in your area, it it up in your stereo
Here we go back on shit, to make the Bay go hysterical
we lay on the paper chase, like the cops on pursuit
Got some pills in the back & I think she a few
Any way you guarantee that they with Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but then I back the crew
& they all ready to go! to ride out!
I just give the 2,1 go, I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money to lie bout
Type of dick, to make your wanna try out
If you wanna out, ill teach yo ass a lesson
Treat her like a studio I'm talking full
Never in love, because its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, ain't no steppin'

Then I'm back to my money, I'm always on the grind
& I'm up all night, I'm down to Mob

I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

Mobbin'... Riding gettin' dough (x4)

[Verse 1:

Later on countin' ends
Got girlfriend wetter than a fountain is
All she want is a young nigga it?
her home & she ride on some magic mountian shit
Whole of rapper, but don't none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, nigga we as it gets
Feel like I'm loosing my crazy, I'm a lunatic
& get some of this Heart Break hooligan
He hatin' on me, how of him
My city here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
This shit like depend, crazy, how could you
The more money I make, the money I spend
On my number 9, I'm next to the 10

Back to my money, I'm always on the
& I'm up all night, I'm down to Mob

I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin'

Mobbin'... Riding gettin' dough (x4)

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young nigga got old bread
Walk in the ball some, cold head
all night like no bed..
Holla when you see me, be her boyfriend be me
Bet her homies wanna fuck me, bet I appear a Genie
Tell promoters I'mma need a few racks if you see me
of phoney niggas huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
Where the at? you should phone some
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get your clothes
& where'd you meet she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but respected by the old
Yeah I bought it, but sold one
without a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, than satellites
& I got the game on lock, be reder or write

I ain't tryna hurt nobody, I'm all about my profit
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin'

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)