Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't give two fucks what she said
Cause the M.O.B is how we live
So she just a beat the speed
The game's in your area, turn it it up in 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 some pills in the back & I she poppin' a few
Any way you that they rockin' with Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but then I back the crew
& they all ready to go! to ride out!
I just give the 2,1 go, homie I out
HBK the gang, money nothin' to lie bout
Type of dick, to make your chick try out
If you wanna out, ill teach yo ass a lesson
Treat her a studio I'm talking full session
Never fall in love, because its all progression
On my Big Daddy shit, ain't no half steppin'

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

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

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

[Verse 1:

Later on countin' ends
Got girlfriend wetter than a fountain is
All she is a young nigga gettin' it?
her home & she ride on some magic mountian shit
Whole bunch of rapper, but don't of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, nigga we as it gets
Feel like I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a
& get some of this Heart Break hooligan
He on me, how foolish of him
My city here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
This shit depend, crazy, how could you forget?
The money I make, the more money I spend
On my 9, I'm right next to the 10

Back to my money, I'm always on the
& 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)
talkin' bout?

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

[Verse 3:
BANG BANG on homies
Young nigga got old bread
Walk in the mall ball some, head
all night like no bed..
Holla you see me, be her boyfriend wanna be me
Bet her homies wanna fuck me, bet I appear a Genie
Tell promoters I'mma need a few racks if you see me
of phoney niggas huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
the hoes at? you should phone some
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get clothes from?
& where'd you meet she a cold one!
I'm a G, but respected by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never one
Never without a
I was blowing the Doja, than 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'... round gettin' dough (x4)