Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

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

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

(Bizzy)
Menensky muthafucka with Watts niggas
In Cali ready to riot and around
brawlin' in my back ready for warfare, declare like my Capo
?? Gettin' wacko and tabacco
Yeah my niggas with tatoos, a sack of crack, and 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 twisted mister
This introduction
I'm properly, property of my poverty, God we need a job
Clock me in my Saab, Menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no
You niggas' sloppy, copy, get popped, nigga don't jock me--you're raw

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

(Bizzy)
Hock my
Fuck a for the babies and Christmas gifts
When I'm lifted ridin' 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 confuse me with those other thugs
On a high chase say
Say don't swerve in the mud, and the tight weed like love
We thuggish in Columbus slums, suburbs, muthafucka
through my proberbs
And I that we're rockin' up birds
When out in and CaliforniaNew York, Little Pomona, shookin' soldiers
Smokin' doja, composure

(Chorus)
Oh, mobbin'
(Menensky mobbin')
Oh, Menensky
Oh, mobbin'
(Watts niggas. With Watts with problems, c'mon, c'mon)
Oh, Menensky
Watts with problems
And the four white thugs are from the
We smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the
Nigga run, 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
the Feds, fuck the bitches instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get some head
She's wet in the
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 pain stressin' my brain?
Let the pass, look 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 from glock-glock, no truce, the punk deadly
And if you wanna
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, it's
Eventually number's called through the portal and muthafucka fall
Here's a quarter to call your

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