Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin Through My Hood

Mobbin thru my

(master p)
Uh huh, all y'all tru get ya handz in the air
Let's mobb, tru style, untouchable, it out

(chorus)
Mobb'n thru da hood, 6 deep, hoo up to no good

Mobb'n da hood, 6 deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

(king george)
Rollin richmond in my six-fo'
Clockin the cash, them vogues
Called master p to get tha
on my tail, got a gangsta flu
I ain't back to tha staff of chief
I stand a better holdin court on the streets
how I mash on this white chump
Front back 2 side on a speed bump
I say,"gotta come n get me." a 350
Roar like a lion, speed on a tipsy
Straight to the highway, to the biway
Six deep in the car goin

(silkk)
I wanna mobb thru my hood, but I'm feelin tipsy
I see my as a gypsy
I see tha picture but it all clear
But I know one thing, I'm not supposed to be
Tha rang, collect call from the city
c-murder told me to come get him, so you know I had to floss
Almost got shortstopped by a cop, so I had to my glock
Pull down my beanie, so he can't see me, like a genie
'cause it's a everyday where I hangs
At the rich I livez, at tha place where I slangs
At mobb'n thru tha bay, each day
R-i-c-h-m-o-n-d, to tha ca
tha playaz be hangin,
But I can't ride slow 'cause my
9-0-2, 1 to tha 0.
And I be in work, mobb'n thru da hood,
Have my deez like the earth (*3x fading*)

(big ed)
Comin up in the rich', rollin up the darkness
Grew up in this land where these be like heartless
Ease on down tha brick road
I my nine cocked and ready to unload
all that they got luv for me
Cash is important than the ricm's
Now as I flex and floss floss it and it
Big ed keeps his eyes in the intersection
Let's see your heart is at
But mine is in right exact tha
I got the click that fools can't get
But, can you feel me my illness and sickness
My team is c, that makes it quick to handle my business
If you wantsta with me, you gotsta deal wit 16 rounds ya see

C-murder mobb'n thru da hood, a young g like me
Top down, I can hear them hoochies
Wanna get me, wanna do me
But I trippin so fire up the doobie
I god, I'm not in a casket
the other day, another brother got blasted
Comin up, get bigger
But I ain't goin down, like j, I get richer

Master p ya, p, that tru click
No records, mobb'n thru da hood
that 500 scl
Watch them tires smoke fool..