Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Shit

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

1 *(Swoop G)*

I hits the corner on three
wit a bad ass bitch brought up in Gardena
Uh she started tuggin an rubbin on the
I'm wastin my drink in my rag 6 duce
uh you didn't know I keep it from head to toe
I hit that savings and loans when I was a baby loc
to Mexico, traded it for the pecos
came back to California now it's 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, makin figgaz.

2 *(Yukmouth)*

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

3 *(Keek The Sneek)*

Back in the days, when I was
niggaz got wit A's and K's
I to my Lord that head won't take
me over, we soldiers to ya like Motorola's
and hit the
I told ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo and leave you frozen
you was chosen,
that's how it's goin the fa sho-ness
mo killaz and shady to keep the click-ulation flawless
fuck all other
bury yo
leave yo mad at the fact the Mobb took me under.

4 *(Bart)*

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

5 *(Cydal)*

Parafanalia to some members unpredicable
niggaz get dropped, we call the shots, smashed on pitifull
they see us comin they clear the block, our faces
the world is a ghetto, and life is a
I'm surrounded by
up info
on you hide yo doe an indo
what you in for
you bout to out
shit we in, we all contenders
you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin through yo
even trip
I confiscate this money in the of the Mobb
it's on yo
juss pistol whip this nigga to a coma
jump in the get ride and hit the corner
yo bitch juss got (the Mobb is gonna)
yo bitch juss got mopped (the is gonna)

6 *(Ager Man)*

Get to get yo gats out niggaz
fo all you wacked out
bitch made out niggaz
jaw jacked out
I'm not to patch out niggaz
niggaz don't really give a funk about yo snitch ass
never in yo life met a gat that blast on the at a lame ass
bitch ass
no gettin-er
hustlin to be a gangsta
hittin ass, nigga too late
he wanted his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 chrome that nigga
on nothin
must be runnin, and and dodgin in buckets
shittin up in yo mutha fuckin drawls

these bitches I put 'em on the Mobb we gotta get
before a nigga his gun
real nigga from Mobb
will throw away
won't pistol go
never go
when the 4-4
will a nigga get
fo restin my
'em to get yo grill knocked out
you fuckin wit niggaz that'll have ya noddin ya hopped 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
niggaz that witnessed family
family meetins
no grievins
juss some
grew up around dirt an dope, an
evil
to up caskets, and double barrell
blasted
I'm knowin these suckas catch these bodies flowin
murders so ancient, faces got federal cases closed
and the game it ain't the thang
Swoop G plus two G's will them niggaz for you to hang
an try to be cool when Mobbin on niggaz as we reign
it's Ova Bitches, broke the skrilla fuck the fame
sight of soldiers shock the world like Rodney's
and we ain't discussin
we clips,
to 'em hurl
bullets makin bustas curl
an I put on the Mobb nigga
we niggaz
includin we go
how we do it.

8 *(Numskull)*

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