Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

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

Then I'm right back to my money, I'm 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)
talkin' bout?

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

[Verse 1:

Later on still countin'
Got your girlfriend wetter a fountain is
All she want is a young gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on magic mountian shit
Whole bunch of rapper, but none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, nigga we as it gets
Feel like I'm loosing my crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get of this Heart Break hooligan
He hatin' on me, how of him
My whole here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
shit like depend, crazy, how could you forget?
The money I make, the more money I spend
On my number 9, I'm 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 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)

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young got that old bread
in the mall ball some, cold head
Mobbin' all night no bed..
Holla when you see me, be her wanna be me
Bet her wanna fuck me, bet I appear like a Genie
Tell promoters I'mma need a few racks if you see me
Hundreds of phoney huh
im on son, I'm on patron son
Where the hoes at? you should some
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get clothes from?
& where'd you meet she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but respected by the old
Yeah I bought it, but never one
Never a Trojan
I was the Doja, higher than satellites
& I got the game on lock, might be or write

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

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)