Текст песни Tru - Mobbin Through My Hood
Tru - Mobbin Through My Hood слова песни
Mobbin Thru My Hood(Master P)Uh huh, all y`all TRU playaz get ya handz in the airLet`s Mobb, TRU style, Untouchable, check it out(Chorus) Mobb`n Thru Da Hood, 6 Deep, Hoo Ridin` Up To No Good Mobb`n Thru Da Hood, 6 Deep, Hoo Ridin` Up To No Good(King George) Rollin thru Richmond in my six-fo`clockin the cash, rollin them Vogues Called Master P to get tha scoopPo-po`s on my tail, got a gangsta fluI ain`t goin back to tha staff of chiefI stand a better chance holdin court on the streetsWatch how I mash on this white chumpfront back side 2 side on a speed bump I say,"gotta come n get me." with a 350 Roar like a lion, high speed on a tipsyStraight to the highway, straight to the biwaySix deep in the car goin sidewaysChorus(Silkk) I wanna mobb thru my hood, but I`m feelin kinda tipsyI see my future as a gypsy I see tha picture but it aint all clearbut I know one thing, I`m not supposed to be here Tha phone rang, collect call from the citySeems C-Murder told me to come get him, so you know I had to floss almost got shortstopped by a cop, so I had to hide my glock Pull down my beanie, so he can`t see me, disappear like a genieCuz it`s a everyday thangs where I hangsat the Rich where I livez, at tha place where I slangsat Mobb`n Thru tha East Bay, each dayR-I-C-H-M-O-N-D, to tha CAwhere tha playaz be hangin, but I can`t ride slow cuz my hoodaint 9-0-2, 1 to tha 0. And I be puttin in work, Mobb`n Thru Da Hood, have my deez spinnin like the earth (*3X fading*)Chorus(Big Ed) Comin up in the Rich`, rollin up through the darknessgrew up in this land where these killers be like heartlessEase on down tha yellow brick roadI keep my nine cocked and ready to unloadCause all that they got luv for meCash is more important than the RICM`sNow as I flex and floss floss it and flex itBig Ed keeps his eyes open in the intersection Let`s see where your heart is atbut mine is in right exact tha G-SpotCause I got the click that fools can`t getBut, can you feel me thru my illness and sicknessMy team is Cali C, that makes it quick to handle my businessIf you wantsta deal with me, you gotsta deal wit 16 rounds ya seeChorusC-Murder Mobb`n thru da hood, a young G like me ballinTop down, I can hear them hoochies callinWanna get with me, wanna do mebut I ain`t trippin so fire up the doobie I thank god, I`m not in a casketJust the other day, another brother got blastedComin up, tryna get biggerbut I ain`t goin down, like Mary J, I get richerChorusMaster P Ya, Master P, that TRU clickNo Limit Records, Mobb`n Thru Da Hoodlike that 500 SCLWatch them vogue tires smoke fool..