Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't two fucks bout what she said
baby the M.O.B is how we live
So she a beat like the speed
The game's in your area, it it up in your stereo
Here we go back on that shit, to 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?
planned on bringing one, but then I brought back the crew
& they all ready to go! ready to out!
I just give the 2,1 go, I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money to lie bout
Type of dick, to make your wanna try out
If you wanna out, ill teach yo ass a lesson
Treat her like a studio I'm talking session
Never in love, because its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, ain't no half

I'm right back to my money, I'm always on the grind
& 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)
talkin' bout?

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

1: IamSu]

Later on countin' ends
Got your girlfriend wetter than a is
All she want is a nigga gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic shit
bunch of rapper, but don't none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, we real as it gets
Feel like I'm my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get of this Heart Break hooligan
He hatin' on me, how of him
My whole city here, how 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

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young nigga got that old
Walk in the mall some, cold head
Mobbin' all night no bed..
Holla you see me, be her boyfriend wanna be me
Bet her homies wanna fuck me, bet I appear like a
Tell promoters I'mma need a few if you wanna see me
of phoney niggas 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 it, but never sold one
Never a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, higher satellites
& I got the game on lock, might be reder or

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

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)