Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Chorus)
Oh, Menensky
(Menensky mobbin')
Oh, mobbin'
Oh, Menensky
(Watts niggas. With Watts with problems, c'mon, c'mon)
Oh, mobbin
Watts niggas with
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 chokin' bubonic,
blood-shot red, loc'd out like Eazy--he dead, surprise
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, shut up, it's all in the game, it be painful
Well why the fuck I feel so much stressin' my brain?
Let the train pass, look at the sky, play,
With back 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 if you wanna
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, normal
Eventually your number's called through the portal and muthafucka
Here's a quarter to call your

Oh, Menensky
(Nigga, Menensky mobbin' world-muthafuckin'-wide on hoes, c'mon!)
Oh, Menensky
Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas with
And the four white are from the projects
Whoo!
smokin' chronic with 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)