Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Mobbin

Four or five in a mothership
known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and glass got tint
Tryin' to get our hands on some and cents
And fools hold us
Every chance we get, we up the rollers
Comin' up short of the guys
And I might slangin' bean pies
Or the bootleg of the month
With "U Can't Touch This" on the
I'm 'bout to get
Cause life nuttin but money and fuck a bitch
They drop like
And if you didn't know, Ice got drama hoes
So after the
I bust a nut and get up and put on my Ewings
I'm out the
All you get is a rubber on the floor
Cause I'm ready to hit the like Mario Andretti
Bitch, cause I'm mobbin'

Have you ever seen such a in your life? (Steady mobbin')

caps in the mix
Rather be by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm major
Fuck Pac Tel, to Sky Pager
Told all my
Don't drink 8 Ball, cause St. is givin ends
Fools get drunk and compete
in the street
Niggas get mad, are flarin'
Cause they got a few starin'
Just for the nappy
But scandalous bitches, for happy Feds
I it my duty to cuss 'em
Out, cause I just don't em
And if you tell on me I'm bombin' on
Bitch shoulda known I was mobbin'

Have you ever such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Since so hot
Got me a stash spot in my for the Glock
Cause I'm rollin' on
Eating soul food, neckbones from
Grumbbin' like a
Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to a shit
Saw Sir Jinx
When I hit a on Ruthelen, "Whattup loc?"
Don't you know niggas get smoked
That take they life for a joke, get in
I take you to the pad
to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low
Comin' out feelin' ten pounds lighter
to Bone's house so I can get the gat
Looking for the place where all the hoes it at
Mob ain't nuttin but tramps
But hoes lickin' like stamps
One fool the music for the yams
But Ice Cube had more amps, get in
I had the jam on
And I don't want to shit about a tampon
me the nappy and make me happy
The ho 'Pappy could you slap me
On the ass and fast
And could please try not to leave a
I said yeah, but I play sex
puttin' on the latex
Slipped on the
Fucked and dropped the bomb son
And it out sort of like confetti
In for the night, no longer steady