เนื้อเพลง Steady Mobbin - Young Money

Man, f*ck these n*ggas
I-I'ma spare everything but these n*ggas
I flip the gun and gun b*tt these n*ggas
Take the knife off tha AK and gut these n*ggas

Yeah, and f*ck these b*tches
I swear I care about everything b-but these b*tches
I-I don't care, I, so what? These b*tches
And I put Young Mula baby way above these b*tches

Ha, if it ain't broke, don't break it
A-and if he ain't shook, I'm gon' shake him
Hope I don't look weak 'cause when a wolf cry wolf
You still see that wolf teeth, muthaf*cka

F-futuristic handgun
If you act foul, you get two shots and one
I'm at your face like man cum
You n*ggas softer then Rosanne's son
Y-y-you cannot reach me on my Samsung

I'm busy f*cking the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue
Crazy muthaf*cka, I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one
A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six n*gga
Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms, I can sh*t all day, n*gga

And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f*ck around
And leave a n*gga's brains on the street, ooh

Now pop that p*ssy I bring her to my bedroom
And pop that p*ssy, uh, huh and we be Steady Mobbin'
Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

What the f*ck is up? It's Gucci Maine the G
It's titty, boy, no pity, boy, big scarcity, the city boy
So Icy, so, no Nike boy, just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me
Gucci Maine keep sh*ttin' on me
Why that boy keep buyin' jewelry?

East Atlanta cockin' hammers
Bandannas on car antennas
No, we do not talk to strangers
Just cut off these n*ggas fingaz
Gucci's armed and dangerous
C*caine, codeine and angel dust

This AK 47'll hit you everywhere from ankle up
Clip the size of Nia Long, clips long as a Pringles can
.45 Desert Eagle on me you'll think I'm an Eagles fan
Tony Braxton sniper rifle make you never breathe again
F*ck that n*gga, kill that n*gga, bring him back, kill him again
Gucci

Yeah, th-the money is the motive
F*ck with the money, it get ugly as coyote
Okay, I'm reloadin' better pull it if you tote it
I buy a pound, break it down, and put it in a stogie

Swagga so bright I don't even need light
I'm wit a model broad, she don't even eat rice
Uh, but would you believe that she dykes
And she asked me for a picture, so I gave her three strikes

I'm the man around this muthaf*cka
I'm so hot you probably catch a tan around this muthaf*cka
This rap game, I got my hand around this muthaf*cka
Yeah, I said game but I ain't playin' around this muthaf*cka

Yeah, I'm the best to ever do it b*tch
And you the best at never doin' sh*t
If you the sh*t, then I'm sewer rich
T-try me, and I'll have your people readin' eulogies

I swear you can't f*ck wit me
But I can f*ck yo' girl and make her nut for me
Then sl*t for me, then kill for me, then steal for me
And of course it'll be yo' cash
Then I'll murder that b*tch and send her body back to yo' ass

A-a-and we don't want no problems
O-okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-f*ck around
And leave a n*gga brains on the street, ooh

Now pop that p*ssy I bring her to my bedroom
And pop that p*ssy, uh, huh and we be steady mobbin'
Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

Uh, man, s*ck my clip, swallow my bullets, and don't you spit
Uh, I am the hip hop socialist
Life is a gamble and I'm all about my poker chips
Do you want a dose of this? I will make the most of this

F is for ferocious, murder your associates
The top is so appropriate
This is just where I belong
Keep a hard d*ck for yo' girlfriend to wobble on
Weezy

And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I-I f*ck around
And leave a n*gga brains on the street, ooh

Now pop that p*ssy, I-I bring her to my bedroom
And pop that p*ssy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby

A-and we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-f*ck around
And leave a n*gga brains on the street, ooh

Now pop that p*ssy, I bring her to my bedroom
And pop that p*ssy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby