Steady Mobbin


(c'mon G)
[JD] Police, eat a dick straight up
Look here you little god damn nigger, your not gafflin nobody
You fuckin understand me
(kick his ass)
That's right, get down on the god damn ground now
Fuckin move now
(Let me take a shot at him)
We're gonna do you like King
[JD] What god damn King
Rodney King, Martin Luther King
and all the other god damn King's from Africa
[JD] Look out motherfucker
*gun shots*

[Ice Cube]
God damn, the bigger the cap the bigger the peelin
And when dealin with the Lench Mob you gots to know
Steady Mobbin is not just the name of this jam, but a way of life
Bound together by motherfuckers that's known
to break em off somethin, give it to me

Four or five niggaz in a mothership
Better known as a goose and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Tryin to get our hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin up the rollers
Comin up short of the green guys
And I might start slangin bean pies
Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month
With "U Can't Touch This" on the front
I'm bout to get rich
Cause life ain't nuttin but money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin
I bust a nut and get up and put on my white Ewings
I'm out the do'
All you might get is a rubber on the floor
Cause I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti
Bitch, cause I'm steady mobbin

Bustin caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm gettin major
Fuck Pac Tel, move to Sky Pager
Told all my friends
Don't drink 8 Ball, cause St. Ide's is givin ends
Fools get drunk and wanna compete
Slapboxin in the street
Niggaz get mad, tempers are flarin
cause they got a few bitches starin
Just for the nappy heads
But scandalous bitches, make for happy Feds
I'm making my duty to cuss em
out, cause I just don't trust em
And if you tell on me I'm bombin on Betty
Bitch shoulda known I was steady mobbin

Since one-time so hot
Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the glock
And I'm rollin on rims
Eating soul food, and neckbones from M&M's
Grumblin like a motherfucker
Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a shit
Saw Sir Jinx bailin'
When I hit a lefton Ruth Ellon, 'Whattup loc?'
Don't you know that niggaz get smoked
That take they life for a joke, get in nigga
I take you to the pad zoom
Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low rider
Comin out feelin about ten pounds lighter
Went to Bone's house so I can get the gat
Looking for the place where all the hoes kick it at
Lench Mob ain't nuttin but tramps
But hoes lickin us like stamps
One fool brought the music for the yams
But Ice Cube had more amps, get in bitch
Cause I had the jam on
And I don't want to hear shit about a tampon
Give me the nappy and make me happy
The hoe said 'Pappy could you slap me
on the ass hard and fast
and could please try not to leave a gash?'
I said yeah, but I don't play sex
When I'm putting on the latex
Slipped on the condom
Fucked around and dropped the bomb son
And it came out sort of like confetti
In for the night, no longer steady mobbin


Inne teksty tego wykonawcy:


We Be Clubbin' We Be Clubbin' (Clark World Remix)
Who Are You Lovin 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Record Company Pimpin' Roll All Day
Supreme Hustle The Nigga Of The Century
A Gangsta's Fairytale AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Get Off My Dick and Tell Yo Bitch to Come Here I'm Only Out for One Thang
It's A Man's World Once Upon a Time in the Projects
Rollin' Wit the Lench Mob Tales From the Darkside
The Bomb The Nigga Ya Love to Hate
Turn Off the Radio What They Hittin' Foe?
Who's the Mack? You Can't Fade Me
Alive On Arrival Color Blind
Doing Dumb Shit Horny Little Devil
I Wanna Kill Sam Look Who's Burning
Man's Best Friend Steady Mobbin
True to the Game Us
Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit It Was a Good Day
Wicked Check Yo Self
Dirty Mack Don't Trust Em
Gangsta Fairytale 2 It Was a Good Day
Now I Gotta Wet'Cha Say Hi To The Bad Guy
The Predator We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up
When Will They Shoot? Who Got the Camera?
Wicked Bop Gun (One Nation)
Cave Bitch Down For Whatever
Enemy Ghetto Bird
Lil Ass Gee Make It Ruff Make It Smooth
The Shot What Can I Do?
You Know How We Do It Bop Gun (One Nation)
Ask About Me Cash Over
Extradition Fuck Dying
Ghetto Vet Greed
If I Was Fucking You Penitentiary
Pushin' Weight The Peckin' Order
Three Strikes You In 24 MC Hours
Can You Bounce Gotta Be Insanity
Hello Mental Warfare
Pimp Homeo Record Company Pimpin'
Roll All Day Supreme Hustle
The Gutter Shit Until We Rich
You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It You Can Do It
24 Wit An L Dead Homiez
Friday Higher
Jackin For Beats Make It Ruff
My Skin Is My Sin Pushin Weight Remix
Right Here, Right Now! The Product
The World Is Mine Today Was A Good Day (Remix)
U Ain't Gonna Take My Life



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