Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I wake up & get
I don't give two fucks bout she said
Cause the M.O.B is how we live
So she a beat like the speed
The game's in your area, it it up in your stereo
Here we go back on shit, to make the Bay go hysterical
Then we lay on the paper chase, the cops on pursuit
Got pills in the back & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee they rockin' with Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but I brought back the crew
& they all to go! ready to ride out!
I just the 2,1 go, homie I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money to lie bout
Type of dick, to 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 right 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
When you see me I be (x2)
talkin' bout?

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

[Verse 1:

Later on countin' ends
Got your girlfriend wetter a fountain is
All she want is a nigga gettin' it?
Take her home & she 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 real as it
Feel like I'm loosing my crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get some of this Heart Break
He on me, how foolish 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 9, I'm right next to the 10

Back to my money, I'm always on the
& I'm up all night, I'm always to Mob

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

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

3: IamSu]
BANG on them homies
nigga got that old bread
Walk in the mall some, cold head
Mobbin' all like no bed..
when 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 if you wanna see me
Hundreds of niggas huh
im on son, I'm on patron son
Where the hoes at? you phone some
Swagger on a mil, like you get your clothes from?
& where'd you her? she a cold one!
I'm a G, but respected by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never one
without a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, higher than
& I got the on lock, might be reder or write

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

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