Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

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

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

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

(Bizzy)
Menensky mobbin' muthafucka with niggas
In ready to riot and rally around
brawlin' in my back ready for warfare, declare like my Capo
?? Gettin' wacko and tabacco
Yeah my niggas tatoos, a sack of crack, and I'll pat you down too
My voodoo that flip flop flow, don't make me blast you
Right past you 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
me in my Saab, Menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no pron
You niggas' sloppy, don't copy, get popped, nigga don't me--you're raw

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

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

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

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

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

(Bizzy)
Born to be ?, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and b-b-b-bomb
I'm on the chronic chokin' bubonic,
Eyes blood-shot red, out like Eazy--he dead, surprise
the Feds, fuck the bitches instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get some soon
She's wet in the
I'm kinda and mad at ya, but boom, it's till the sun up
What up, done up, up, it's all in the game, it shouldn't be painful
Well why the fuck I feel so much stressin' my brain?
Let the train pass, look at the sky, play,
With visions in May on how I played dad
Don't say that and criticize yourself, I'm'a tell the
Roof nigga glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies deadly
And if you wanna
Smoke water, but you can die, bitch, normal
your number's called through the portal and muthafucka fall
Here's a to call your dogs

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