Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't give two bout what she said
Cause the M.O.B is how we live
So she just a beat the speed
The in your area, turn it it up in your stereo
Here we go back on that shit, to make the Bay go
Then we lay on the paper chase, the cops on pursuit
Got some in the back & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee that they with Su?
Only planned on one, but then I brought back the crew
& they all ready to go! ready to out!
I give the 2,1 go, homie I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money nothin' to lie
of dick, to make your chick wanna try out
If you wanna find out, ill teach yo ass a
Treat her a studio I'm talking full session
fall in love, because its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, ain't no steppin'

Then I'm 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
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

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

1: IamSu]

Later on still countin'
Got your girlfriend wetter than a is
All she is a young nigga gettin' it?
Take her & she ride on some magic mountian shit
bunch of rapper, but don't none of them amount this shit
Coming 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 Break
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 could you
The more I make, the more money 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 tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all my profit
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin'

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young got that old bread
Walk in the mall ball some, cold
Mobbin' all like no bed..
Holla when you see me, be her wanna be me
Bet her homies wanna fuck me, bet I like a Genie
Tell promoters I'mma a few racks if you wanna see me
of phoney niggas huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
Where the hoes at? you should some
on a mil, like where'd you get your clothes from?
& where'd you meet her? she a one!
I'm a G, but respected by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but sold one
Never a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, higher satellites
& I got the game on lock, be reder or write

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

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