[Intro: Ice Cube]
Y’all know what it is
This the West Coast warlord
I just scooped up my nigga J-Dee (He’s been hot for more than a decade)
After doin’ more than a dub
[Chorus: Ice Cube & J-Dee]
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Yeah)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob on you)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob on you)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Lench Mob, come on, mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, facts)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, mob)
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
I used to roll with Da Lench Mob
Doin’ hip-hop ’til the shit pop
My nigga J-Dee, he had to break rocks
‘Cause in the streets is where they lay opps
On the other side of the planеt
Got the phone call, homie’s in a panic
Goddamn it, what happеned?
Niggas started fightin’, then niggas started cappin’
I went to court out in Torrance
Had to make sure I didn’t have warrants (Stay down)
No snitchin’ to say the least
Saw the beasts eat my nigga piece by piece
Even though he didn’t do it
The police, the DA, the judge all knew it
He still walked off twenty
Now he’s at home with a cup full of Henny, bitch
[Chorus: Ice Cube & J-Dee]
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob on you)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob on ’em)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Yeah)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Lench Mob, mob on ’em, mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, Lench)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, facts)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, mob)
[Verse 2: J-Dee]
Now, let me put this in perspective
Twenty-five to life for the murder, four years for the weapon
I fought the case for two years, runnin’ fades
In the county with the Crips, the Bloods, Essays
Moms talkin’ shit, baby mama trippin’
Keep gettin’ diced tellin’ me to do some snitchin’
Niggas ain’t silent like they claim they was
Sold me out for jealousy and sold me out for drugs
Hit the foe yard, got approached by some killers
Baby Long Mac, HB Familas
Let them niggas know I’m on some Lench Mob shit
But if it get crackin’, I’m ridin’ with the Crips
And if it gettin’ racial, I’m ridin’ with the Blacks
And when we politickin’, cuz, I’ma need facts
From riots to melees, removals to cell fights
You thought about goin’ home, nigga, I got life
[Chorus: Ice Cube & J-Dee]
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, l’ll mob on you (Lench Mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Lench Mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Lench Mob, Lench Mob, mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, Lench Mob, Lench Mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, Lench Mob, mob)
I’m really mobbin’, I’m a mobber, I’ll mob on you (Mob, mob)
[Outro: J-Dee & Ice Cube]
The return of J-Dee (Yeah)
Lench Mob
It’s good to see you on these streets, nigga
Make sure you stay out here, you know what I mean?
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