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Steady Mobbin'

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  • 作曲 : Ice Cube/Roger Ball/Alan Gorrie/James Hamish Stuart
    (c'mon G)
    [JD]Police, eat a ************* straight up
    Look here you little god damn nigger, your not gafflin nobody
    You ****** understand me
    (kick his ass)
    That's right, get down on the god damn ground now
    ****** 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 mother*******
    *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 mother*******s that's known
    to break em off somethin, give it to me
    Four or five *************z in a mother*************p
    Better known as a goose and we all wanna smother *************t
    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-*************rt 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 ************* a *************
    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
    *************, cause I'm steady mobbin
    Bustin caps in the mix
    Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
    Cause I'm gettin major
    ************* 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
    *************z get mad, tempers are flarin
    cause they got a few ******* starin
    Just for the nappy heads
    But scandalous *******, 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
    ************* 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 mother*******
    Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a *************t
    Saw Sir Jinx bailin'
    When I hit a left, I moved felon, 'Whattup loc?'
    Don't you know that *************z get smoked
    That take they life for a joke, get in *************
    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 *************
    Cause I had the jam on
    And I don't want to hear *************t 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 ***
    When I'm putting on the latex
    Slipped on the condom
    ****** around and dropped the bomb son
    And it came out sort of like confetti
    In for the night, no longer steady mobbin
  • 作曲 : Ice Cube/Roger Ball/Alan Gorrie/James Hamish Stuart
    (c'mon G)
    [JD]Police, eat a ************* straight up
    Look here you little god damn nigger, your not gafflin nobody
    You ****** understand me
    (kick his ass)
    That's right, get down on the god damn ground now
    ****** 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 mother*******
    *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 mother*******s that's known
    to break em off somethin, give it to me
    Four or five *************z in a mother*************p
    Better known as a goose and we all wanna smother *************t
    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-*************rt 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 ************* a *************
    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
    *************, cause I'm steady mobbin
    Bustin caps in the mix
    Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
    Cause I'm gettin major
    ************* 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
    *************z get mad, tempers are flarin
    cause they got a few ******* starin
    Just for the nappy heads
    But scandalous *******, 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
    ************* 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 mother*******
    Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a *************t
    Saw Sir Jinx bailin'
    When I hit a left, I moved felon, 'Whattup loc?'
    Don't you know that *************z get smoked
    That take they life for a joke, get in *************
    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 *************
    Cause I had the jam on
    And I don't want to hear *************t 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 ***
    When I'm putting on the latex
    Slipped on the condom
    ****** around and dropped the bomb son
    And it came out sort of like confetti
    In for the night, no longer steady mobbin