Lyrics Steady Mobbin' - Edited - Ice Cube
Police
eat
a
dick
straight
up
Look
here
you
little
god
damn
nigger
your
not
gafflin
nobody
You
fuckin
understand
me
(Kick
his
ass)
That's
right
get
down
on
the
god
damn
ground
now
Fuckin
move
now
(Let
me
take
a
shot
at
him)
We're
gonna
do
you
like
king
What
god
damn
king
Rodney
king
martin
luther
king
And
all
the
other
god
damn
king's
from
africa
Look
out
motherfucker
Gun
shots
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
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
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
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3 The Nigga Ya Love To Hate
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6 Late Night Hour - Edited
7 What Can I Do? - Remix;Edited
8 Pushin' Weight - Edited
9 Bop Gun (One Nation) - Radio Edit;Edited
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13 Steady Mobbin' - Edited
14 Check Yo Self
15 Bow Down - Edited
16 Hello - Edited
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