Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

(Bizzy)
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on
See, it's the Menensky Mob, see
They used to be the ones who was the slave master
So the people didn't go on the boat, you know I'm sayin'?

(Shit, smoke, can a black man get some up in this place, man?)
(But I'm a black man in a white world)
Fuck this

Oh, Menensky (Menesky!)
mobbin', nigga
Oh, (Menesky!) mobbin'
mobbin', nigga
Oh, (Menesky niggas around the muthafuckin' world) mobbin'
mobbin', nigga
Oh, Menensky (Menensky!)
Watts with problems
And the four white thugs are from the
smokin' with love with the gun in the glove
Nigga run, nigga run, run
mobbin' muthafucka!

(Bizzy)
Menensky mobbin' muthafucka with Watts
In Cali ready to and rally around
brawlin' in my back door ready for warfare, like my Capo
?? Gettin' wacko and smokin'
Yeah my niggas with tatoos, a of crack, and I'll pat you down too
My voodoo with that flip flop flow, make me blast you
Right you with the mask on, bitch
Sippin' the passion, get it mister bitchafied
This bustin'
I'm properly, property of my poverty, God we need a job
Clock me in my Saab, mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no pron
You sloppy, don't copy, get popped, nigga don't jock me--you're raw

(Chorus)
Oh, mobbin'
(I'm to get high muthafucka')
Oh, mobbin'
(You're over here trippin' and shit, man the fuck's wrong with you?)
Oh, mobbin'
Man, we on niggas
You niggas can't with me
Watts with problems
And the white thugs are from the projects,
We smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the
run, nigga run, nigga run

(Bizzy)
Hock my
a bitch for the babies and Christmas gifts
When I'm lifted ridin' down the strip: niggas, the same shit
Workin' the graveyard shift back on Brackland the broads flipped like a

And my raw dogs trip in the line of
Look at the groupies, holler, holler, from the hoopties and my

Judge and jury my movie confuse me those other thugs
On a high speed say
Say don't swerve in the mud, and the tight taste like love
We thuggish in slums, suburbs, muthafucka word
through my proberbs
And I heard that we're rockin' up
When out in Florida and CaliforniaNew York, Pomona, shookin' soldiers
Smokin' doja, suppose

(Chorus)
Oh, mobbin'
(Menensky mobbin')
Oh, mobbin'
Oh, Menensky
(Watts niggas. Watts with muthafuckin' problems, c'mon, c'mon)
Oh, mobbin
Watts with problems
And the four white thugs are from the
We smokin' with love with the gun in the glove
Nigga run, run, nigga run

(Bizzy)
Born to be ?, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and b-b-b-bomb
I'm on the chokin' bubonic, harmonic
Eyes blood-shot red, loc'd out like Eazy--he dead,
Fuck the Feds, the bitches instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get some soon
She's wet in the
I'm nast and mad at ya, but boom, it's till the sun up
What up, done up, up, it's all in the game, it shouldn't be painful
Well why the fuck I feel so much stressin' my brain?
Let the train pass, at the sky, play, laugh
visions back in May on how I played dad
Don't say that and criticize yourself, I'm'a tell the
Roof nigga glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies deadly
And shoot if you
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, normal
Eventually number's called through the portal and muthafucka fall
Here's a to call your dogs

Oh, mobbin'
(Nigga, Menensky mobbin' world-muthafuckin'-wide on hoes, c'mon!)
Oh, mobbin'
Oh, Menesky mobbin', niggas with problems
And the four thugs are from the projects
Whoo!
smokin' chronic with love and the gun in the glove
Nigga run, nigga run, run
For
(Menensky mobbin' world wide
Are you down with the Menensky Getready for war)