Bizzy Bone Menensky Mobbin' Lyrics

BIZZY BONE:Heaven'z Movie

Menensky-m____fuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on m____fuckas. See, it's like the Menensky Mob, see, they used to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master, so the people didn't go on the boat, you know what I'm sayin'? [s___, smoke. Can a black man get some paper up in this place, man?] B.L.A.C.K.H.O.L.E. [But I'm a black man in a white man's world.] f___ this s___.

Oh, Menensky [Menesky!] mobbin'. Menensky mobbin', n____. Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts n____s with problems. And the 4-1 thugs are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the glove, n____ run, n____ run, n____ run.

Menensky mobbin' m____fucka with Watts n____s in Cali ready to riot and rally around, quiet, brawlin' in my back door ready for warfare, declare like my Capo--Confuscious gettin' wacko and smokin' tabacco. Yeah my n____s with tatoos, a sack of crack, and I'll pat you down too. My voodoo with that flip flop flow, don't make me blast you. Right past you with the mask on., b____. Sippin' the passion, get it twisted mister b____afied. This introduction bustin'. I'm b__pin' properly, property of my poverty, God we need a job. Clock me in my Saab, Menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no prob. You n____s' sloppy, don't copy, get popped, n____ don't jock me--you're raw.

Oh, Menensky mobbin'. [I'm tryin' to get high m____fucka'. I抦 over here
trippin' and s___, man what the f___'s wrong with you?] Oh, Menensky mobbin'. Man, we mobbin' on n____s. You n____s can't f___ with me. Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts n____s with problems. And the 4-1 thugs are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the glove, n____ run, n____ run, n____ run.

Hock my Benz. f___ a b____ for the babies and Christmas gifts. When I'm lifted ridin' down the strip: same n____s, the same s___. Workin' the graveyard shift back on Brackland where the broads flipped like a movie, and my raw dogs trip in the line of duty. Look at the groupies, holler, holler, from the hoopties and my Lucciano's groovy. Judge and jury my movie confuse me with those other thugs on a high speed chase say, say don't swerve in the mud, and the tight weed taste like love. We thuggish in Columbus slums, suburbs, m____fucka word. Sift through my proberbs and I heard that we're rockin' up birds when out in Florida and California, New York, Little Pomona, shookin' soldiers, smokin' doja, composure
suppose.

Oh, Menensky mobbin'. [Menensky m____fuckin' mobbin'. Watts n____s. With Watts with m____fuckin' problems. C'mon, c'mon.] Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts n____s with problems. And the 4-1 thugs are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the glove, n____ run, n____ run, n____ run.

Born to be fruitful, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and b-b-b-bomb s___. I'm on the chronic chokin' bubonic, harmonic. Eyes blood-shot red, loc'd out like Eazy--he dead, surprise. f___ the Feds, f___ the b____es instead. Step in the bedroom, I'm about to get some head soon. She's wet in the womb. I'm kinda nast and mad at ya, but boom, it's till the sun up. What up, done up, shut up, it's all in the game, it shouldn't be painful. Well why the f___ I feel so much pain stressin' my brain? Let the train pass, look at the sky, play, laugh. With visions back in May on how I played dad. Don't say that and criticize yourself, I'm'a tell the truth, roof n____ from glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies deadly. And shoot if you wanna. Smoke water, but you can die, b____, it's normal. Eventually your number's called through the portal and m____fucka fall. Here's a quarter to call your dogs.

Oh, Menensky mobbin'. [n____, Menensky mobbin' world-m____fuckin'-wide on these hoes. C'mon!] Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts n____s with problems. And the 4-1 thugs are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the glove, n____ run, n____ run, n____ run. [For sure. Menensky n____s mobbin' world wide. Are you down with the Menensky Tribe? Get ready for war.]