Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Mobsta

Yeah! What is it? Young Menace and the Game
Stackin' chips, G-Unit, down on who?
Sacramenton's finest from Sac-Town to Compton, you

Yo, yo, now ain't no what the Game'll do, listen dawg
I blow the guts out the and do the same to you
And just to get shit crackin', I the toaster
Grab the Louis, go Sammy

And you ain't gotta know me to that
I hop out a new pink
the fifty-two, Pete Rose throwback
Haze in my eyes, to Bobby Womack
On the same corner where sold Coke at

And dawg, I'ma your education
What do I mean when I say I move more than migration?
I'm the nigga that'll the purple, get high as a kite
Down half the then choke your workers

Don't me put two in your shirt, dawg, I put in the work
Then bags like Doony & Bert
And stuff in the GMC 'cause on my block
I'm the King of like Run-DMC, nigga

I'm a mobster, with a chopper
That'll pop ya and put one ya motherfuckin' collar
I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's Kevin Costner
If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll make you my daughters

I'm a mobster, I keep a by my waist
Just in case I gotta draw down to get this big
I'm a mobster, I'm a

I got a lot to say
Dawg, I gotta get paid that's why I the lle'
And chop the lle' to push bricks your block a day
I'll bring terror to your squad and you rock away

Don't on tomorrow, you can get shot today
I'll spit acid on your and watch your block decay
Dawg, I on your grave and fertilize you too
I hit 'em hard 16 bars, flames and fumes

Somebody needs to push infant rap back in the womb
Go 'head and keep talkin' that shit and get your life
I put a hole in your chest, dawg, the size of the
Yeah, you musta talkin' how'd you get out that soon?

I got a chop that'll yo' head like Vidal Sassoon
You don't wanna see my platoon, I got and baboons
That hesitate, they gon' do what they have to
When there's beef on the streets, it's on for life like

I'm a mobster, with a mac-11
pop ya and put one through ya motherfuckin' collar
I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's like Costner
If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll make you swallow my

I'm a mobster, I keep a bitch by my
Just in case I gotta draw down to get big face
I'm a mobster, I'm a

It don't matter what season, don't not a day
I move through the city, plus, I keep the right of way
I'm on point like Bibby, I'm the of the team, mayne
Got the whole city just like a Lakers versus Kings game

fired up, I drop major packages
I'm never bids because my game is so immaculate
The bitch try to snitch, "I deny it" like Fabolous
the evidence gatherin', someone's in an ambulance

Now, that'll you to keep your big mouth shut
Those with big mouths, I got the size nuts
Yeah, I do my but I wash my hands thoroughly
my business first so I can celebrate early

It's business before pleasure, my business me pleasure
It good to be able to shine in any type of weather
That's why I do I gotta do so my money's lookin' tight
Whether I'm jukin' on the block or have bitches hookin' lights

I'm a mobster, a mac-11 chopper
That'll pop ya and put one through ya collar
I'm a mobster, Robin Hood's like Costner
If ya fuck with my dollars, I'll you swallow my daughters

I'm a mobster, I a bitch by my waist
Just in case I gotta down to get this big face
I'm a mobster, I'm a