Ice Cube – Steady Mobbin’ (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Cause life ain’t nuttin but money and fuck a bitch
I said yeah, but I don’t play sex
One fool brought the music for the yams
And I don’t want to hear shit about a tampon
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin’)
Went to mom’s house and dropped a load in the bathroom
But Ice Cube had more amps, get in bitch
Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the Glock
Cause I had the jam on
They drop like dominoes
On the ass hard and fast
With "U Can’t Touch This" on the front
Fuck Pac Tel, move to Sky Pager
The ho said ‘Pappy could you slap me
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Without puttin’ on the latex
That take they life for a joke, get in nigga
And could please try not to leave a gash?’
And if you tell on me I’m bombin’ on Betty
Cause I’m gettin’ major
Bustin’ caps in the mix
Slipped on the condom
Four or five niggas in a mothership
Give me the nappy and make me happy
Don’t you know that niggas get smoked
Cause I’m ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti
Grumbbin’ like a motherfucker

I’m ’bout to get rich
So after the screwin’
Bitch shoulda known I was steady mobbin’
Saw Sir Jinx bailin’
And if you didn’t know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
Comin’ up short of the green guys
Niggas get mad, tempers are flarin’
Every chance we get, we hittin’ up the rollers
Lench Mob ain’t nuttin but tramps
Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month
Jumped back in my low rider
But scandalous bitches, make for happy Feds
Since one-time so hot
Tryin’ to get our hands on some dollars and cents
I bust a nut and get up and put on my white Ewings
I make it my duty to cuss ’em
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Fools get drunk and wanna compete
Don’t drink 8 Ball, cause St. Ide’s is givin ends
And I might start slangin’ bean pies
Cause they got a few bitches starin’
Told all my friends:
Comin’ out feelin’ about ten pounds lighter
And it came out sort of like confetti
Slapboxin in the street
I’m out the door
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin’)
Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a shit
Bitch, cause I’m steady mobbin’
In for the night, no longer steady mobbin’
But hoes lickin’ nuts like stamps
Went to Bone’s house so I can get the gat
And fools can’t hold us

Just for the nappy heads
All you might get is a rubber on the floor
Fucked around and dropped the bomb son
Cause I’m rollin’ on rims
When I hit a left on Ruthelen, "Whattup loc?"
Eating soul food, neckbones from M&M’s
Looking for the place where all the hoes kick it at

Out, cause I just don’t trust em

Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit
I take you to the pad soon