Luyện nghe bài hát Mobbin'

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

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

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

[Verse 1:

Later on still ends
Got your girlfriend wetter than a is
All she is a young nigga gettin' it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic shit
Whole bunch of rapper, but none of them amount this shit
Coming straight up of the rich, we real as it gets
like I'm loosing my whip crazy, I'm a lunatic
Come & get of this Heart 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 like depend, crazy, how could you forget?
The more money I make, the more I spend
On my number 9, I'm next to the 10

Back to my money, I'm 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
you see me I be Mobbin' (x2)
Ya-i'm talkin'

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

3: IamSu]
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 homies fuck me, bet I appear like a Genie
Tell promoters I'mma need a few racks if you see me
Hundreds of niggas huh
Cause im on son, I'm on son
Where the hoes at? you phone some
Swagger on a mil, like where'd you get your from?
& where'd you her? she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never one
without a Trojan
I was blowing the Doja, than satellites
& I got the game on lock, might be reder or

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

Mobbin'... Riding round dough (x4)