Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Mobbin

Man fuck niggas
I, I'm a spare everything but niggas
I flip the gun and gun butt these
Take the knife off the AK and cut niggas

Yeah and these bitches
I swear I care everything but, but these bitches
I, I don't I "so what" these bitches
And I put Young Moula way above these bitches

If it ain't don't break it
And if he ain't I'm gonna shake 'em
I don't look weak, cause when the wolf cry wolf
you still see that wolf motherfucka'

Futuristic handgun, if you act you get two shots and one
I'm at yo like Lancome, ha ha you niggas softer than Rosanne's son
You cannot reach me on my Samsung, I'm busy fucking the
And giving the universe my tongue
Crazy motherfucka', I am one, but, but the thing is I began one
All, all white bricks I'm straight like its jumping back to thirty six
Big house long hallways got ten I could shit all day nigga (nigga)

And we don't no problems,
OK you're a goon whats a goon to a
Yeah big Kane on the
I fuck around and leave a nigga on the street ooh
Now pop that pussy, I bring her to my bedroom and pop that
Uh huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my

the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no boy big scar city the city boy
So icy so no Nike boy just Gucci Prada excuse me
Gucci mane keep shittin' on me why that boy buying jewelry
East Atlanta cockin' bandannas on car antennas
No we do not talk to strangers just cut off these fingers
Gucci's armed and dangerous cocaine codeine and angel
This A-K-47 will hit you in and the ankle up
Blunts the size of Nia Long clip long as a can
Four-five desert eagle on me think I'm a eagles fan
Tony Braxton the sniper rifle make him never breathe
Fuck that nigga kill nigga bring him back kill him again Gucci

the, the, the money is the motive
Fuck the money it get ugly as coyote
OK I'm reloaded pull it if you tote it
I buy a pound break it down and put it in a
Swagga so bright I don't need light
I'm wit' a model she don't even eat rice
But you believe it she dykes
And she asked me for a pitcher so I gave her three
I'm, I'm the man around this motherfucka'
I'm so hot you probably catch a tan this motherfucka
This rap game I got my hand around this
Yeah I said game but I ain't playin' this motherfucka
Yeah I'm the to ever do it bitch
And you the at never doin' shit
If you the shit then I am rich
Try me and ill have your readin' eulogies, ha ha
I swear you fuck with me
But I could fuck your girl and her nut for me then slut for me
Then kill for me then steal for me and of course be your cash
Then I'll murder that and send her body back to your way (your way)

Uh man, man suck my
my bullets and don't you spit ew'
I am the hip hop socialist is a gamble
And I'm all about my poker
Do you want a dose of this? I make the most of this
F is for ferocious murder associates
The top is so appropriate this is where I belong
Keep a hard for your girlfriend to wobble on Weezy

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