Steady Mobbin Lyrics - Death Certificate - Ice Cube

God damn, the bigger the cap the bigger the peelin 

And when 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 motherfuckers that's known 

to break em off somethin, give it to me 

Four or five niggaz in a mothership 

Better known as a goose and we all wanna smother shit 

Bent, front and back glass got tint 

Tryin to get our hands on some dollars and cents 

And fools can't hold us 

Every chance we get, we hittin up the rollers 

Comin up short of the green guys 

And I might start slangin bean pies 

Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month 

With "U Can't Touch This" on the front 

I'm bout to get rich 

Cause life ain't nuttin 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 do' 

All you might get is a rubber on the floor 

Cause I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti 

Bitch, cause I'm steady mobbin 

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Bustin caps in the mix 

Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six 

Cause I'm gettin major 

Fuck Pac Tel, move to Sky Pager 

Told all my friends 

Don't drink 8 Ball, cause St. Ide's is givin ends 

Fools get drunk and wanna compete 

Slapboxin in the street 

Niggaz get mad, tempers are flarin 

cause they got a few bitches starin 

Just for the nappy heads 

But scandalous bitches, make for happy Feds 

I'm making my duty to cuss em 

out, cause I just don't trust em 

And if you tell on me I'm bombin on Betty 

Bitch shoulda known I was steady mobbin 

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Since one-time so hot 

Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the glock 

And I'm rollin on rims 

Eating soul food, and neckbones from M&M's 

Grumblin like a motherfucker 

Greasy-ass lips, now I gots to take a shit 

Saw Sir Jinx bailin' 

When I hit a left, I moved felon, 'Whattup loc?' 

Don't you know that niggaz get smoked 

That take they life for a joke, get in nigga 

I take you to the pad zoom 

Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom 

Jumped back in my low rider 

Comin out feelin about ten pounds lighter 

Went to Bone's house so I can get the gat 

Looking for the place where all the hoes kick it at 

Lench Mob ain't nuttin but tramps 

But hoes lickin us like stamps 

One fool brought the music for the yams 

But Ice Cube had more amps, get in bitch 

Cause I had the jam on 

And I don't want to hear shit about a tampon 

Give me the nappy and make me happy 

The hoe said 'Pappy could you slap me 

on the ass hard and fast 

and could please try not to leave a gash?' 

I said yeah, but I don't play sex 

When I'm 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