Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

(Bizzy)
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe on muthafuckas
See, like the Menensky Mob, see
used to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master
So the didn't go on the boat, you know what I'm sayin'?

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

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

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

(Chorus)
Oh, mobbin'
(I'm tryin' to get muthafucka')
Oh, mobbin'
(You're over here trippin' and shit, man what the fuck's with you?)
Oh, Menensky
Man, we on niggas
You niggas fuck with me
Watts niggas with
And the four white thugs are the projects,
We smokin' chronic with with the gun in the glove
run, nigga run, nigga run

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

And my raw trip in the line of duty
Look at the groupies, holler, holler, from the and my Lucciano's

Judge and jury my movie me with those other thugs
On a high chase say
Say don't swerve in the mud, and the tight weed taste like
We thuggish in Columbus slums, suburbs, muthafucka
through my proberbs
And I that we're rockin' up birds
When out in Florida and CaliforniaNew York, Little Pomona, shookin'
Smokin' doja, composure

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

(Bizzy)
Born to be ?, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and b-b-b-bomb
I'm on the chronic bubonic, harmonic
Eyes blood-shot red, loc'd out like dead, surprise
Fuck the Feds, the bitches instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm to get some head soon
wet in the womb
I'm kinda nast and mad at ya, but boom, till the sun up
What up, done up, shut up, it's all in the game, it be painful
Well why the fuck I feel so pain stressin' my brain?
Let the pass, look at the sky, play, laugh
With visions in May on how I played dad
Don't say and criticize yourself, I'm'a tell the truth
nigga from glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies deadly
And shoot if you
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, it's
Eventually your number's called 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 niggas mobbin' world
Are you down the Menensky Tribe? Getready for war)