Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

[Verse 1:
I up & get bread
I don't give two bout what she said
Cause baby the M.O.B is how we
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 pills in the back & I think she poppin' a few
Any way you guarantee that they rockin' Su?
Only planned on bringing one, but then I brought back the
& they all to go! ready to ride out!
I give 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 full
Never fall in love, its all about progression
On my Big Daddy Kane shit, ain't no 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 hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

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 on some magic mountian shit
Whole bunch of rapper, but none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, we real as it gets
Feel like I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a
Come & get some of this Break hooligan
He hatin' on me, how 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 money I make, the 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 always to Mob

I tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
talkin' bout?

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

3: IamSu]
BANG on them homies
nigga 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 wanna fuck me, bet I appear like a Genie
promoters I'mma need a few racks if you wanna see me
Hundreds of niggas huh
im on son, I'm on patron son
Where the at? you should phone some
on a mil, like where'd you get your clothes from?
& where'd you meet she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but sold one
without a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, higher than
& I got the on lock, might be reder or write

I tryna hurt nobody, I'm just all about my profit
When you see me I be (x2)
Ya-i'm bout?

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