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Mobbin' Through My Hood lyrics

Uh huh, all y'all TRU playaz, get ya handz in the air
Let's Mobb, TRU style, Untouchable, check it out

Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good
Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

Rollin thru Richmond in my six-fo'
Clockin' the cash, rollin' them Vogues
Called Master P to get tha scoop
Po-po's on my tail, got a gangsta flu

I ain't goin' back to tha staff of chief
I stand a better chance holdin' court on the streets
Watch how I mash on this white chump
Front back side to side on a speed bump

I say gotta come n get me with a 350
Roar like a lion, high speed on a tipsy
Straight to the highway, straight to the biway
Six deep in the car goin sideways

Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good
Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

I wanna mobb thru my hood but I'm feelin' kinda tipsy
I see my future as a gypsy
I see tha picture but it ain't all clear
But I know one thing, I'm not supposed to be here

Tha phone rang, collect call from the city
Seems C-Murder told me to come get him
So you know I had to floss
Almost got shortstopped by a cop, so I had to hide my glock

Pull down my beanie, so he can't see me
And disappear like a genie
'Cuz it's a everyday thangs where I hangs
At the Rich where I livez, at tha place where I slangs at

Mobbin' through tha East Bay, each day
R-I-C-H-M-O-N-D, to tha CA
Where tha playaz be hangin'
But I can't ride slow 'cuz my hood ain't 9-0-2, 1 to tha 0

And I be puttin' in work, mobbin' through da hood
Have my deez spinnin' like the Earth

Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good
Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

Comin' up in the Rich', rollin' up through the darkness
Grew up in this land where these killers be like heartless

Ease on down tha yellow brick road
I keep my nine cocked and ready to unload
'Cause all that they got love for me
Cash is more important than the RICM's

Now as I flex and floss floss it and flex it
Big Ed keeps his eyes open in the intersection
Let's see where your heart is at
But mine is in right exact tha G-Spot
'Cause I got the click that fools can't get

But, can you feel me thru my illness and sickness
My team is Cali C, that makes
It quick to handle my business
If you wantsta deal with me
You gotsta deal wit 14 rounds ya see

Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good
Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

Mobbin' through da hood, a young G like me ballin'
Top down, I can hear them hoochies callin'
Wanna get with me, wanna do me
But I ain't trippin' so fire up the doobie

I thank God, I'm not in a casket
Just the other day, another brother got blasted
Comin' up, tryna get bigger
But I ain't goin down, like Mary J, I get richer

Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good
Mobbin' through da hood, 6 Deep, hoo ridin' up to no good

Yeah, Master P, that TRU click
No Limit Records, Mobbin' through da hood
Like that 500 SCL
Watch them vogue tires smoke fool

Mobbin' Through My Hood Video

Mobbin' Through My Hood: track 4 from tha album true. (video from YouTube)

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