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  • 作词 : Sam Bostic/Earl Stevens
    作曲 : Sam Bostic/Earl Stevens
    I'm tryin to hear some of that mobb
    Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk
    (yeah, well let's get this ************t crackin then)
    Super duper super duper, trunk rattlin
    (that's what i'm talkin 'bout)
    Old school, in the ba******t
    (some ************t for the ****** trunk *******)
    Magazine street, hillside type
    (this is what we do, all day like this *******!)
    Mobb ************t now!
    (get this ************t crackin den *******!)
    It's a drought on
    (******* now!)
    Beotch!
    What you holla? what you say? what dey know?
    What dey know about this, so what dey know?
    What dey know about this, so what dey know?
    Beotch! now...
    Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
    I might be rich and i rap, but sheeeyit
    A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
    ******* fat, i wasn't fin' to bite on that
    I stay on stuff, ******* a cup, i likes to drink out the bottle
    Mix gordon's gin with donald duck ? secure my novel
    When, i was fifteen years old
    Straight **** game, i was told
    I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body
    ******* that's how it's supposed to be by nature cause i'm naughty naughty
    La-di-da-di, we likes to pull triggers
    We do cause trouble cause we dump on *******z
    Yeah, i'm just a hustler, remember that? mr. flamboyant ************
    Down and dirty, federal, b-legit the savage, d-shot the shot caller
    My little sista suga t sprinkle me on the money motivated mission
    Tryin to have it in a major way after i was on the late night grind
    Strapped with nines and desert eagles, me and my weeples
    Come deeper than them skinny *******, crept on us not too long ago
    Sold our lexuses and went back to the cutlass supreme
    Buster demand they zima's and forked toes
    Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs
    My down south thugs call em elbows, turnin heads
    With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
    ****** they nose, fakin them domes
    Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes
    Ridin on rims *tires peeling out*
    Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films
    Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines
    Giving myself up to the elroy's
    Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes
    It's just some ************t, some ************t that you can ride to
    Some ************t, some ************t for you to smoke to
    Some ************t, some ************t that you can ******* to
    Some ************t, some ************t i can relate to
    Chorus:
    It's just some ************t, some ************t that you can ride to
    Some ************t, some ************t for you to smoke to
    Some ************t, some ************t that you can ******* to
    Some ************t, some ************t i can relate to
    It's just some ************t that you can listen to, one mo' gen
    Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin
    Some ************t to make a ******* practice lookin hard
    Some ************t for all my folkers on the boulevard
    It's traditional, heavy ass ************t for the mobb
    I got more bass in my rock, than third eye blind
    Forty-wata-wata main don't tell me you gonna resign
    It's too early for this, dude you in your prime!
    I said -- no not me, i won't stop
    I'ma do it for my ******* tupac
    Sober see, that can't be
    I been pervin all day since six o'clock
    I pull a bootch like a bad tooth
    With the cheapest econolodge a ******* like me can find
    Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth
    Stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it
    Stubborn hella hard to reason with
    It's game orienfested, let me explain it
    I know they say that i been, givin up too much game
    But i'ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention
    You might wanna pay attention
    I used to sell kirby vacumn cleaners but i wasn't a punk
    I worked at mickey d's (what did you make) employee of the month
    Livin above my means -- mother******* that's a bald-faced lie
    Po-po's raid, i got an alibi
    Shot my first video for $20 bucks, mother*******
    Some cheap ************t, marriot's great america
    Mean green hooked me up down south
    Made a name for myself by word of mouth
    Chorus
    Hah... oh what dey know?
    Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
    Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
    Beotch!!
    Hella..
    The board of weebleizations up in this mother*******
    The board of weebleizations
    Head above water productions
    Collaborated with my mother****** *******, sam bosstigili
    Professor bosstigili up on this ************ ass mother****** track
    ****** they nose up like this
    Where that ******* sojourn at, whattup boy?
    Chorus
    Beotch! with this here, we mobbin out
    We mobbin out, suga t (ay whassup gurl?)
    D-shot (d-shot ???)
    B-legit up in this mother******* (yo e-feezee main!)
    Young muggzy, keveo (you, know!)
    Tap that ass celly cel (whassup, whassup *******!)
    My ******* big bone tyrone (big buddha!!)
    D-day from a-1
    They doin it like that down they ************ ass
    The resevoir hoggs up in this mother*******!
    (all day sma************n)
    There go max and that ******* parlay
    Levitti the r&b singer on they ************ ass
    Gonna ******* they nose with that mobb ************t
    ****** they head like that
    My little young cousin mac mall up in this ************
    From the v-town ******* i thought you thought all the time
    Up in they, ************ ass tall can b (sic-wid-it *******!)
    Cousin c-bo
    That ******* otis and shug singin
    "i hope i don't go back to slangin llello" on they ************ ass
    Cousin lil bruce, mac shon
    That ******* k-1, gino
    Smitty, the funk mobb up in this ************ ass mother*******
    ****** they heads up like this
    V-town ******* millersville i thought you thought
    (uh-huh)
    Yeah my cousins ******* down-n-dirty
    Kamikaze and the mobb unit ************
    I thought they thought!!
    ..
    Beotch!!
  • 作词 : Sam Bostic/Earl Stevens
    作曲 : Sam Bostic/Earl Stevens
    I'm tryin to hear some of that mobb
    Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk
    (yeah, well let's get this ************t crackin then)
    Super duper super duper, trunk rattlin
    (that's what i'm talkin 'bout)
    Old school, in the ba******t
    (some ************t for the ****** trunk *******)
    Magazine street, hillside type
    (this is what we do, all day like this *******!)
    Mobb ************t now!
    (get this ************t crackin den *******!)
    It's a drought on
    (******* now!)
    Beotch!
    What you holla? what you say? what dey know?
    What dey know about this, so what dey know?
    What dey know about this, so what dey know?
    Beotch! now...
    Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
    I might be rich and i rap, but sheeeyit
    A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
    ******* fat, i wasn't fin' to bite on that
    I stay on stuff, ******* a cup, i likes to drink out the bottle
    Mix gordon's gin with donald duck ? secure my novel
    When, i was fifteen years old
    Straight **** game, i was told
    I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body
    ******* that's how it's supposed to be by nature cause i'm naughty naughty
    La-di-da-di, we likes to pull triggers
    We do cause trouble cause we dump on *******z
    Yeah, i'm just a hustler, remember that? mr. flamboyant ************
    Down and dirty, federal, b-legit the savage, d-shot the shot caller
    My little sista suga t sprinkle me on the money motivated mission
    Tryin to have it in a major way after i was on the late night grind
    Strapped with nines and desert eagles, me and my weeples
    Come deeper than them skinny *******, crept on us not too long ago
    Sold our lexuses and went back to the cutlass supreme
    Buster demand they zima's and forked toes
    Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs
    My down south thugs call em elbows, turnin heads
    With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
    ****** they nose, fakin them domes
    Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes
    Ridin on rims *tires peeling out*
    Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films
    Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines
    Giving myself up to the elroy's
    Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes
    It's just some ************t, some ************t that you can ride to
    Some ************t, some ************t for you to smoke to
    Some ************t, some ************t that you can ******* to
    Some ************t, some ************t i can relate to
    Chorus:
    It's just some ************t, some ************t that you can ride to
    Some ************t, some ************t for you to smoke to
    Some ************t, some ************t that you can ******* to
    Some ************t, some ************t i can relate to
    It's just some ************t that you can listen to, one mo' gen
    Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin
    Some ************t to make a ******* practice lookin hard
    Some ************t for all my folkers on the boulevard
    It's traditional, heavy ass ************t for the mobb
    I got more bass in my rock, than third eye blind
    Forty-wata-wata main don't tell me you gonna resign
    It's too early for this, dude you in your prime!
    I said -- no not me, i won't stop
    I'ma do it for my ******* tupac
    Sober see, that can't be
    I been pervin all day since six o'clock
    I pull a bootch like a bad tooth
    With the cheapest econolodge a ******* like me can find
    Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth
    Stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it
    Stubborn hella hard to reason with
    It's game orienfested, let me explain it
    I know they say that i been, givin up too much game
    But i'ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention
    You might wanna pay attention
    I used to sell kirby vacumn cleaners but i wasn't a punk
    I worked at mickey d's (what did you make) employee of the month
    Livin above my means -- mother******* that's a bald-faced lie
    Po-po's raid, i got an alibi
    Shot my first video for $20 bucks, mother*******
    Some cheap ************t, marriot's great america
    Mean green hooked me up down south
    Made a name for myself by word of mouth
    Chorus
    Hah... oh what dey know?
    Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
    Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
    Beotch!!
    Hella..
    The board of weebleizations up in this mother*******
    The board of weebleizations
    Head above water productions
    Collaborated with my mother****** *******, sam bosstigili
    Professor bosstigili up on this ************ ass mother****** track
    ****** they nose up like this
    Where that ******* sojourn at, whattup boy?
    Chorus
    Beotch! with this here, we mobbin out
    We mobbin out, suga t (ay whassup gurl?)
    D-shot (d-shot ???)
    B-legit up in this mother******* (yo e-feezee main!)
    Young muggzy, keveo (you, know!)
    Tap that ass celly cel (whassup, whassup *******!)
    My ******* big bone tyrone (big buddha!!)
    D-day from a-1
    They doin it like that down they ************ ass
    The resevoir hoggs up in this mother*******!
    (all day sma************n)
    There go max and that ******* parlay
    Levitti the r&b singer on they ************ ass
    Gonna ******* they nose with that mobb ************t
    ****** they head like that
    My little young cousin mac mall up in this ************
    From the v-town ******* i thought you thought all the time
    Up in they, ************ ass tall can b (sic-wid-it *******!)
    Cousin c-bo
    That ******* otis and shug singin
    "i hope i don't go back to slangin llello" on they ************ ass
    Cousin lil bruce, mac shon
    That ******* k-1, gino
    Smitty, the funk mobb up in this ************ ass mother*******
    ****** they heads up like this
    V-town ******* millersville i thought you thought
    (uh-huh)
    Yeah my cousins ******* down-n-dirty
    Kamikaze and the mobb unit ************
    I thought they thought!!
    ..
    Beotch!!