Luniz - Mobb Shit Lyrics
Uh, uh, uh. still aint ready yet.Uh, uh, uh. niggaz still aint ready yet.Uh, uh, uh.Verse 1 *(swoop g)*I hits the corner on three daytonazWit a bad ass ***** brought up in gardena, californiaUh, she started tuggin, an rubbin on the swoopIm wastin my drink swervin in my rag 6-duceUh, you didnt know I keep it real from head to toeI hit that savings and loans when I was just a baby locWent to mexico, traded it for the pecosCame back to california now its time to rollI was 16 mane, sellin quarter keys of dankMy uncle was a balla from around the waySo I had the hook upWhole keys I cooked upNow all my niggaz, makin major figgaz.Verse 2 *(yukmouth)*Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin a lickPistol whip them nigga to death and have a kickAnd the twist cuz niggaz be havin shitLike *****es on set it off, dankNiggaz be sniffin dark bankMission accomplished boss crackHard or soft livin boys and girls packin yo shitLet it offNiggaz who floss out here be takin a lossIt cost to be the mutha *****in boss playaTalks to throw away gats in the airFor makin yo scratch like that there boss playaNiggaz bewareThe ganga-gangsta type of luni hoolum atmosphereFo rappin about the clothes you wear, I represent welfareNo happy-happy, joy-joyIts these boys,Runnin from decoys, pimpin mo *****es than dr. detroitIt goes downMr. smoke-a-lot turnin pounds into ashesBlack ski maskesNiggaz be gettin the pumpkin head like cashus clayThe yayArea smoke greenery malacious all dayEh, eh blaze.Verse 3 *(keek the sneek)*Back in the days, when I was raisedNiggaz got sprayed wit as and ksI prayed to my lord that head wont takeMe over, we soldiers to fold ya like motorolasAnd hit the cornersI told ya the 4-4 flow will ***** yo face and leave you frozen***** you was chosen,Thats how its goin the mobb fa sho-nessMo killaz and shady niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless***** all that otherBury yo brotherLeave yo family mad at the fact the mobb took me under.Verse 4 *(bart)*Bash em other sucka, likely struck wit gsFor tryin to brace,Cough drops laced and youll be laid out stunned by zaesPlace the cover in a macedAtf lookin for this arsonist, lettin off conscienceHot traces, suicide so you really cant ***** thisBringin mo heat than rapper bernardLookin, micro woof tickets, bout how much to kick it that nigga hardOh, from a suckaFo them niggaz that press they luck thereIn a game *****aParalyzed caught one in the ass, punk assCouped up in an send em, an jiveMake niggaz remember the mobbThem other niggaz aint no kiddin emAn it best be a bounce off mista, mistaHit ya, get ya, split yaThats how we shit ya.Verse 5 *(cydal)*Parafanalia to some mobb members unpredicableNiggaz get dropped, we call the shots, smashed on sumpthin pitifullThey see us comin they clear the block, our faces unforgetableThe world is a ghetto, and life is a plotIm surrounded by nimphosGivin up infoOn where you hide yo doe an indoGuess what you in forYou bout to find outThat shit we in, we all contendersYou dont know, you seen a nigga jumpin through yo windowDont even tripI confiscate this money in the name of the mobbIts on yo *****Well juss pistol whip this nigga to a comaJump in the get away ride and hit the cornerYo ***** juss got mopped (the mobb is gonna)Yo ***** juss got mopped (the mobb is gonna)Verse 6 *(ager man)*Get ready to get yo gats out niggazFo all you wacked out niggaz***** made batched out niggazJaw jacked out niggazIm not gonna to patch out niggazThese niggaz dont really give a funk about yo snitch assNever in yo life met a gat that blast on the streets at a lame ass***** ass niggaNo cash gettin-erHustlin pretendin to be a gangstaSwitch hittin ass, nigga too lateHe wanted his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 chrome that nigga aintDumpin on nothinMust be runnin, and duckin and dodgin in bucketsThen shittin up in yo mutha *****in drawlsCowardThese *****es I put em on the mobb we gotta get goneBefore a nigga cool his gunReal nigga runnin from mobbWill throw away glockWont pistol go dropNever go mobbWhen the 4-4 stopWill a nigga get moppedFo restin my knotTell em to get yo grill knocked outYou *****in wit niggaz thatll have ya noddin like ya hopped out3 time for the o-a-kiz-aWe folks all dayAger, sneek an the b.a.Put him in the trunk wit a bump, an we mobb throught the bayVerse 7 *(swoop g)*Dont get it twisted we got restrictionsNiggaz that witnessed family beatinsFrom family meetinsNo family grievinsJuss some youngstasGrew up around dirt an dope, an jelousEvil tacticsTo shovel up caskets, and double barrellShotty blastedIm knowin these suckas cant catch these bodies flowinMurders so ancient, they faces got federal cases closedAnd cross the game it aint the thangSwoop g plus two gs will make them niggaz for you to hangAn try to be cool when mobbin on them niggaz as we reignIts money ova *****es, broke the skrilla ***** the fameSight of soldiers shock the world like rodneys girlAnd we aint discussin shitWe bustin clips,To makin em hurlBullets makin them bustas curlAn I put that on the mobb niggaWe mobb niggazIncludin everywhere we goThats how we do it.Verse 8 *(numskull)*When you see num, you see mobbHow happly if you need jobEven if you be slobb you need not worry cuz we mobbSlobb dont mean bloodAn cuzz dont mean cripAn oakland is a term for broke *****es makin gripWhen we sipWe laid out, to drip-drip dryWe be slip-slip rideThrough the town doin high-bysWhen the yak hit my face its like a hamburger killWell be realWhats the dealUh, uh, searchin fo skrill, up here!Wit these tires burnin off like lavishlyMakes it easier for me to dig out these hoes like cavitiesHavin these thang is like aGovernment taskM.o.b. not searchin fo aliens we wont ask. (echos out)
