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 just a like the speed
The game's in your area, turn it it up in your
Here we go back on that shit, to the Bay go hysterical
Then we lay on the paper chase, like the 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 I brought back the crew
& all ready to go! ready to ride out!
I just give the 2,1 go, I slide out
HBK the gang, gettin' money to lie bout
Type of dick, to make chick wanna try out
If you wanna out, ill teach yo ass a lesson
Treat her like a studio I'm talking session
Never fall in love, because its all about
On my Big Daddy shit, ain't 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 tryna 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)

[Verse 1:

Later on countin' ends
Got girlfriend wetter than a fountain is
All she want is a young nigga it?
Take her home & she ride on some magic mountian
bunch of rapper, but don't none 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 Heart Break hooligan
He on me, how foolish of him
My city here, how coolest of him
We all in the building, we it in
shit like 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

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

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 gettin' (x4)

[Verse 3:
BANG on them homies
Young nigga got old bread
in the mall ball some, cold head
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 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 your from?
& you meet her? she a cold one!
Yeah I'm a G, but by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but sold one
Never without a
I was blowing the Doja, than satellites
& I got the game on lock, might be or write

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

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