Luyện nghe bài hát Infamous Mobb - Mobb Ni**as (featProdigy)

Just when you thought it was to come out
all in your face, in your mouth
That's right, niggaz to stay up in the house
Watch we getting our money, for the two

Nigga, P out in the streets, so what now?
Strictly for the ghettos and hoods in town
Pableek got of drugs in your town
Like crack, coke and dope, me now?

Bridge motherfucker, we'll blow your house down
We the big bad wolf that'll eat food clown
I ain't huff and puff you know my style
Calm as fuck, I just let my gun out

I got motherfucker, I could have you touched
But I be hands on with that son
Certain things, you just gotta perform son
When I start busting I stop till I hitting, come on

Everybody got gangs, got clicks
But they like this the infamous
Everybody can't afford to live the
Of the young, and rich, the infamous

You crazy, don't make me show you
Why they us this the infamous
We own the streets, who control
This rap shit,

We got the most shit, the second most biggest projects
We the most crack, since '86
Don't handle a lot of pricks, we the thug
You think you're dirty over there but we're dirtier

We last more longer than them more songs than
money for us, more broads than them
We get the love in the streets
I had the most ever since thirteen

P got the most now, our guns are the most
With enough bullets to mostly the whole crowd
We drink the most Henny, yeah, me and
We smoke the most and that's mostly the haze

Get the most of them the rules kicked on a nigga's
Gotta be the idiot nigga on the face
Of the Earth to ever let the thought your head
That not the most likely to pop off kid

got gangs, everybody got clicks
But ain't like this the infamous
Everybody afford to live the lifestyle
Of the young, and rich, the infamous

You ain't crazy, don't make me you
Why they call us the infamous
We own the streets, who control
This rap shit,

Right now, I guns with the season
When I was young I bought Ninja on Jamaica Ave
trees then, started hitting trees then
We ran the on the girls and on my family dance schools

We was beasting, young heaven
I had the knife, and when I got my first gun I was cheesing
I couldn't it, I had the power of life or death
In the palm of my hands,

But quickly to be scheming if you choose to on me
That leaves me with no choice but to start
And I hope they stop
Because if they do through, in the hospital beds

be squealing, talking to these D's man
They don't waste no time, they answers
Even if you're bleeding, homey, I'm on the fleezy
I ain't got no time neither I'm making money off of this, it's too

Everybody got gangs, got clicks
But they ain't like this the
Everybody can't afford to live the
Of the young, black and rich, the

You ain't crazy, don't make me you
Why call us this the infamous
We own the streets, who basically
This rap shit,