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 fightin' the slave
So the people 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 man in a white man's world)
this shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, Menensky
(Nigga, Menensky mobbin' on these 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, run, nigga run
For
(Menensky mobbin' world wide
Are you down with the Menensky Tribe? for war)