STEADY MOBBIN'

God damn The bigger the cop, the bigger the peelin' And when you're 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 motha fuckas Is known to break 'em off something give it to me Four fine Niggas in a mother ship Better known as the crooks And we all wanna smother shit Bet, fun and back pass got 10 Try'n get our hands on some dollars and cents And fools can't hold us Every chance we get, we hittin' up the rollers Comein' up short of the green guys And I might start slangin' bean pies Or the pull back T-shirt of the month With “U Can't Touch This” on the front I'm out to get rich Cuz life ain't nothing 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 door All you might get is a rubber on the floor Cuz I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti Bitch Cuz I'm steady mobbin' Bustin' cops in the mix rather be judged By 12 than carried by 6 Cuz I'm gettin major Fuck Pactel, move to Skypagein' Told all my friends Don't drink 8-ball Cuz they eyes just giving ears Fools get drunk and wanna compete Slap boxing in the street Niggas get mad, tip was all flarein' Cuz they got a few bitches starein' Just for their nappy heads But scanless bitches, make for happy feds I'm making my duty to cuss 'em out Cuz I just don't trust 'em And if you tell on me I'm bombin' already Bitch should of known I was steady mobbin' Since one time's all hot Got me a stash box And hookey for the Glock Cuz I'm rollin' on my wings Eatin' soul food, and nick bones from M&M's Grockin' like a mutha fucka Greasy ass lips, now I get to take a shit Saw Sir Jinx bailin' When I hit a left I Move fellan what up bro? Don't you know that Niggas get smoked They take your life for a joke, get in bro I'll take you to the pad soon Went to mom's house Droped the load in the bathroom Jumped back in my lowrider Comin' out waitin' about one-on-one B.S. lighter With the bones out so I can get the gat Lookin' for the place Where all the hoes kick it at Lench Mob ain't nothin' but tramps For hoes lickin' nutts like stamps One fool bumped the music for the amps But Ice Cube got more amps get in bitch Cuz I had the jam on And I don't want to hear shit about the tampon Give me the nappy and make me happy The hoes said pappy could you slap me On the ass, hard and fast And could you please try not to leave a gash I said yeah, but I don't play sex Without 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' Get the radio, get the radio!