Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

(Bizzy)
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on
See, it's the Menensky Mob, see
They to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master
So the people go on the boat, you know what 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, Menensky (Menesky!)
Menensky mobbin',
Oh, Menensky (Menesky niggas the muthafuckin' world) mobbin'
mobbin', nigga
Oh, Menensky (Menensky!)
Watts niggas problems
And the four thugs are from the projects
chronic with love with the gun in the glove
Nigga run, nigga run, run
Menensky muthafucka!

(Bizzy)
Menensky muthafucka with Watts niggas
In Cali to riot and rally around
in my back door ready for warfare, declare like my Capo
?? Gettin' and smokin' tabacco
Yeah my niggas tatoos, a sack of crack, and I'll pat you down too
My voodoo with that flip flow, don't make me blast you
Right past you with the on, bitch
Sippin' the passion, get it twisted bitchafied
This bustin'
I'm bumpin' properly, of my poverty, God we need a job
Clock me in my Saab, Menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no
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, Menensky
(You're over trippin' and shit, man what the fuck's wrong with you?)
Oh, mobbin'
Man, we on niggas
You can't fuck with me
niggas with problems
And the four white thugs are the projects,
We smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the
Nigga run, nigga run, run

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

And my raw dogs trip in the line of
at the groupies, holler, holler, from the hoopties 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 slums, suburbs, muthafucka word
Sift through my
And I heard we're rockin' up birds
When out in Florida and CaliforniaNew York, Little Pomona, soldiers
doja, composure suppose

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

(Bizzy)
Born to be ?, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and shit
I'm on the chronic bubonic, harmonic
Eyes blood-shot red, loc'd out like dead, surprise
Fuck the Feds, fuck the instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get head soon
She's wet in the
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 I feel so much pain stressin' my brain?
Let the train pass, at the sky, play, laugh
visions back in May on how I played dad
Don't say and criticize yourself, I'm'a tell the truth
Roof nigga from glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies
And if you wanna
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, it's
Eventually your called through the portal and muthafucka fall
Here's a to call your dogs

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