Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't give two fucks bout 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 stereo
we go back on that shit, to make the Bay go hysterical
Then we lay on the chase, like the cops on pursuit
Got some pills in the back & I think she a few
Any way you guarantee that they rockin' Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but then I brought back the
& they all to go! ready to ride out!
I give the 2,1 go, homie I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money nothin' to lie
Type of dick, to make your chick 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 about
On my Big Kane shit, ain't no half steppin'

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

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

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

[Verse 1:

Later on still ends
Got your girlfriend than a fountain is
All she want is a young gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic mountian
Whole bunch of rapper, but don't none of them amount shit
straight up of the rich, nigga we real as it gets
Feel I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get some of this Heart hooligan
He on me, how foolish of him
My whole here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
This shit like depend, crazy, how you forget?
The more money I make, the more I spend
On my number 9, I'm right to the 10

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

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

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

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

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

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