Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

(Bizzy)
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe on muthafuckas
See, like 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 paper up in this place, man?)
(But I'm a black man in a man's world)
this shit

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

(Bizzy)
Menensky mobbin' with Watts niggas
In Cali ready to riot and around
brawlin' in my door ready for warfare, declare like my Capo
?? Gettin' wacko and smokin'
my niggas with tatoos, a sack of crack, and I'll pat you down too
My voodoo with that flip flop flow, don't me blast you
Right you with the mask on, bitch
Sippin' the passion, get it mister bitchafied
introduction 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 niggas' sloppy, don't copy, get popped, nigga jock me--you're raw

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

(Bizzy)
my Benz
Fuck a for the babies and Christmas gifts
I'm lifted ridin' down the strip: same 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 with those other
On a high chase say
Say don't in the mud, and the tight weed taste like love
We thuggish in Columbus slums, suburbs, word
through my proberbs
And I heard that we're rockin' up
When out in Florida and CaliforniaNew York, Little Pomona, shookin'
doja, composure suppose

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

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

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