Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Shit

Uh uh uh. Still ain't yet.
Uh uh uh. Niggaz ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh.

1 *(Swoop G)*

I hits the corner on Daytonaz
wit a bad ass bitch brought up in California
Uh she started tuggin an on the Swoop
I'm wastin my drink in my rag 6 duce
uh you know I keep it real from head to toe
I hit that savings and loans I was just a baby loc
went to Mexico, traded it for the
came back to California now time to roll
I was 16 mane, quarter keys of dank
my uncle was a from around the way
so I had the up
keys I cooked up
now all my niggaz, major figgaz.

2 *(Yukmouth)*

Mobb shit, the of shit you out committin a lick
pistol whip them to death and have a kick
and the 'cause niggaz be havin shit
like bitches on Set It Off,
be sniffin dark bank
mission accomplished crack
hard or soft livin boys and girls packin yo
let it off
niggaz who floss out here be a loss
it cost to be the mutha fuckin Boss
to throw away gats in the air
for makin yo scratch like that there Playa
beware
the ganga-gangsta type of hoolum atmosphere
fo rappin about the clothes you wear, I represent
no happy-happy,
it's boys,
runnin from decoys, pimpin mo bitches than Dr.
it goes
Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin pounds into
black ski
niggaz be gettin the pumpkin head Cashus Clay
the Yay
Area smoke greenery all day
eh, eh blaze.

3 *(Keek The Sneek)*

Back in the days, I was raised
got sprayed wit A's and K's
I prayed to my Lord that head take
me over, we soldiers to fold ya Motorola's
and hit the
I ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo face and leave you frozen
you was chosen,
that's how goin the Mobb fa sho-ness
mo killaz and shady niggaz to keep the click-ulation
fuck all that
yo brother
leave yo mad at the fact the Mobb took me under.

4 *(Bart)*

Bash 'em other sucka, struck wit G's
for to brace,
drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's
place the cover in a
ATF lookin for this arsonist, off conscience
hot traces, suicide so you really can't fuck
bringin mo heat than Bernard
lookin, micro tickets, bout how much to kick it that nigga hard
oh, from a
fo niggaz that press they luck there
in a game
paralyzed one in the ass, punk ass
couped up in an 'em, an jive
make remember the Mobb
them other niggaz no kiddin 'em
an it be a bounce off Mista, Mista
hit ya, get ya, ya
that's how we ya.

5 *(Cydal)*

Parafanalia to some Mobb unpredicable
get dropped, we call the shots, smashed on sumpthin pitifull
they see us comin they clear the block, our unforgetable
the world is a ghetto, and life is a
I'm surrounded by
up info
on where you yo doe an indo
guess you in for
you bout to out
that shit we in, we all
you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin yo window
don't trip
I confiscate this in the name of the Mobb
on yo bitch
we'll juss pistol whip nigga to a coma
jump in the get away and hit the corner
yo bitch juss got mopped (the is gonna)
yo bitch juss got (the Mobb is gonna)

6 *(Ager Man)*

Get to get yo gats out niggaz
fo all you wacked out
bitch made batched out
jaw jacked out
I'm not gonna to patch out
these don't really give a funk about yo snitch ass
never in yo life met a gat that blast on the streets at a ass
bitch ass
no cash
pretendin to be a gangsta
switch hittin ass, too late
he his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 chrome that nigga ain't
dumpin on
must be runnin, and duckin and in buckets
then shittin up in yo mutha fuckin

these I put 'em on the Mobb we gotta get gone
before a cool his gun
real nigga from Mobb
throw away glock
won't go drop
never go
when the 4-4
will a nigga get
fo restin my
tell 'em to get yo knocked out
you fuckin wit niggaz that'll have ya noddin like ya out
3 for the O-A-Kiz-a
we all day
Ager, an the B.A.
put him in the wit a bump, an we Mobb throught the Bay

7 *(Swoop G)*

Don't get it we got restrictions
that witnessed family beatins
from family
no family
some youngstas
grew up around dirt an dope, an
tactics
to shovel up caskets, and barrell
blasted
I'm knowin these suckas can't catch these flowin
murders so ancient, faces got federal cases closed
and cross the it ain't the thang
Swoop G two G's will make them niggaz for you to hang
an try to be cool Mobbin on them niggaz as we reign
it's Money Ova Bitches, broke the skrilla fuck the
sight of soldiers the world like Rodney's girl
and we discussin shit
we clips,
to makin 'em
makin them bustas curl
an I put that on the Mobb
we Mobb
includin we go
how we do it.

8 *(Numskull)*

you see Num, you see Mobb
how happly if you job
even if you be Slobb you need not 'cause we Mobb
Slobb don't Blood
an don't mean Crip
an Oakland is a term for bitches makin grip
we sip
we out, to drip-drip dry
we be slip-slip
through the Town doin
when the yak hit my face it's a hamburger kill
we'll be
what's the
uh, uh, fo skrill, up here!
Wit these tires burnin off like
makes it easier for me to dig out hoes like cavities
havin thang is like a
task
M.O.B. not searchin fo we won't ask. (echos out)