Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I give two fucks bout what she said
Cause baby the M.O.B is how we
So she just a beat the speed
The game's in your area, turn it it up in your
Here we go on that shit, to make the Bay go hysterical
Then we lay on the paper chase, like the cops on
Got some pills in the & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee that they with Su?
Only on bringing one, but then I brought back the crew
& all ready to go! ready to ride out!
I just give the 2,1 go, homie I out
HBK the gang, gettin' money nothin' to lie
of dick, to make your chick wanna try out
If you find out, ill teach yo ass a lesson
Treat her like a studio I'm talking session
Never fall in love, its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, no half 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 all about my profit
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin'

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

1: IamSu]

Later on still ends
Got your wetter than a fountain is
All she want is a young gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic shit
bunch of rapper, but don't none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, nigga we as it gets
Feel I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
& 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 more I make, the more money I spend
On my 9, I'm right next to the 10

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 all about my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
talkin' bout?

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

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young nigga got that old
in the mall ball some, cold head
Mobbin' all like no bed..
Holla you see me, be her boyfriend wanna be me
Bet her wanna fuck me, bet I appear like a Genie
Tell I'mma need a few racks if you wanna see me
of phoney niggas huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
Where the at? you should phone some
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get your from?
& where'd you meet she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but by the old ones
Yeah I it, but never sold one
without a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, than satellites
& I got the game on lock, be reder or write

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

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)