Luyện nghe bài hát Menensky Mobbin'

(Bizzy)
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe on muthafuckas
See, like the Menensky Mob, see
They to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master
So the people didn't go on the boat, you know I'm sayin'?

(Shit, smoke, can a black man get paper up in this place, man?)
(But I'm a man in a white man's world)
this shit

Oh, (Menesky!) mobbin'
Menensky mobbin',
Oh, Menensky (Menesky!)
Menensky mobbin',
Oh, (Menesky niggas around the muthafuckin' world) mobbin'
Menensky mobbin',
Oh, (Menensky!) mobbin'
Watts with problems
And the white thugs are from the projects
smokin' chronic with with the gun in the glove
run, nigga run, nigga run
Menensky muthafucka!

(Bizzy)
Menensky mobbin' with Watts niggas
In ready to riot and rally around
brawlin' in my back door for warfare, declare like my Capo
?? Gettin' wacko and smokin'
Yeah my niggas with tatoos, a of crack, and I'll pat you down too
My voodoo with that flop flow, don't make me blast you
Right you with the mask on, bitch
Sippin' the passion, get it twisted mister
This bustin'
I'm properly, property of my poverty, God we need a job
Clock me in my Saab, Menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no
You niggas' sloppy, don't copy, get popped, nigga don't me--you're raw

(Chorus)
Oh, Menensky
(I'm to get high muthafucka')
Oh, mobbin'
(You're over here trippin' and shit, man what the fuck's wrong you?)
Oh, mobbin'
Man, we mobbin' on
You niggas can't fuck me
Watts with problems
And the four white are from the projects,
We smokin' with love with the gun in the glove
Nigga run, nigga run, run

(Bizzy)
my Benz
Fuck a bitch for the babies and Christmas
When I'm lifted ridin' down the same niggas, the same shit
Workin' the graveyard shift on Brackland where the broads flipped like a

And my raw dogs trip in the line of
Look at the groupies, holler, holler, from the and my Lucciano's

Judge and jury my movie confuse me those other thugs
On a high chase say
Say don't swerve in the mud, and the tight weed like love
We thuggish in Columbus slums, suburbs, word
Sift through my
And I that we're rockin' up birds
When out in Florida and CaliforniaNew York, Little Pomona, shookin'
Smokin' doja, composure

(Chorus)
Oh, mobbin'
(Menensky mobbin')
Oh, Menensky
Oh, Menensky
(Watts niggas. Watts with muthafuckin' problems, c'mon, c'mon)
Oh, mobbin
Watts niggas problems
And the four white thugs are the projects
We chronic with love with the gun in the glove
run, nigga run, nigga run

(Bizzy)
Born to be ?, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and b-b-b-bomb
I'm on the chronic bubonic, harmonic
blood-shot red, loc'd out like Eazy--he dead, surprise
Fuck the Feds, fuck the instead
Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get some soon
wet in the womb
I'm kinda nast and mad at ya, but boom, till the sun up
What up, up, shut up, it's all in the game, it shouldn't be painful
Well why the fuck I feel so much pain stressin' my
Let the train pass, look at the sky, play,
With visions in May on how I played dad
Don't say that and criticize yourself, I'm'a the truth
Roof nigga from glock-glock, no truce, the enemies deadly
And if you wanna
water, but you can die, bitch, it's normal
Eventually your called through the portal and muthafucka fall
Here's a to call your dogs

Oh, Menensky
(Nigga, Menensky mobbin' on these hoes, c'mon!)
Oh, mobbin'
Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas problems
And the four thugs are from the projects
Whoo!
smokin' chronic with love and the gun in the glove
Nigga run, nigga run, run
For
(Menensky mobbin' world wide
Are you down with the Menensky Tribe? for war)