Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I up & get bread
I give two fucks bout what she said
baby the M.O.B is how we live
So she just a beat the speed
The game's in your area, turn it it up in your
Here we go on that shit, to make the Bay go hysterical
we lay on the paper chase, like the cops on pursuit
Got pills in the back & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee that they with Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but then I brought the crew
& they all ready to go! to ride out!
I just the 2,1 go, homie I slide out
HBK the gang, money nothin' to lie bout
Type of dick, to make your wanna try out
If you wanna find out, ill teach yo ass a
Treat her like a studio I'm full session
Never fall in love, because its all progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, no half steppin'

Then I'm right back to my money, I'm always on the
& I'm up all night, I'm down to Mob

I tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

Mobbin'... Riding round gettin' (x4)

1: IamSu]

Later on still countin'
Got your wetter than a fountain is
All she want is a young gettin' it?
Take her & she ride on some magic mountian shit
Whole bunch of rapper, but don't of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, we real as it gets
Feel I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get some of this Heart Break
He on me, how foolish of him
My city here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
This shit like depend, crazy, how you forget?
The more I make, the more money I spend
On my number 9, I'm right to the 10

to my money, I'm always on the grind
& I'm up all night, I'm always to Mob

I ain't hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

Mobbin'... round gettin' dough (x4)

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young got that old bread
Walk in the mall ball some, head
Mobbin' all night no bed..
Holla you see me, be her boyfriend wanna be me
Bet her homies wanna fuck me, bet I like a Genie
promoters I'mma need a few racks if you wanna see me
Hundreds of phoney huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
Where the hoes at? you should phone
on a mil, like where'd you get your clothes from?
& you meet her? she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never one
Never without a
I was blowing the Doja, higher satellites
& I got the game on lock, be reder or write

I ain't tryna nobody, I'm just all about my profit
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

Mobbin'... round gettin' dough (x4)