Who Sang Steady Mobbin’? Ice Cube

Ice Cube Death Certificate cover art
Release information
Writer(s): O'Shea Jackson, Roger Ball, Alan Edward Gorrie, George Clinton, Jr., Ronald Dunbar, William Nelson, Bernard Worrell, Jr., William Earl Collins
Release Date: 1991-10-29
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Gangsta/Conscious
length: 4:10
producer: Boogiemen and Ice Cube
Four or five *****s in a mothership
Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother ****
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 **** a *****
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 door
All you might get is a rubber on the floor
Cause I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti
*****, cause I'm steady mobbin'

Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm gettin' major
**** 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
*****s get mad, tempers are flarin'
Cause they got a few *****es starin'
Just for the nappy heads
But scandalous *****es, make for happy Feds
I make it my duty to cuss 'em
Out, cause I just don't trust em
And if you tell on me I'm bombin' on Betty
***** shoulda known I was steady mobbin'

Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Since one-time so hot
Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the Glock
Cause I'm rollin' on rims
Eating soul food, neckbones from M&M's
Grumbbin' like a ************
Greasy-*** lips, now I gots to take a ****
Saw Sir Jinx bailin'
When I hit a left on Ruthelen, "Whattup loc?"
Don't you know that *****s get smoked
That take they life for a joke, get in *****
I take you to the pad soon
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' nuts like stamps
One fool brought the music for the yams
But Ice Cube had more amps, get in *****
Cause I had the jam on
And I don't want to hear **** about a tampon
Give me the nappy and make me happy
The ho said 'Pappy could you slap me
On the *** hard and fast
And could please try not to leave a gash?'
I said yeah, but I don't play sex
Without puttin' on the latex
Slipped on the condom
****ed around and dropped the bomb son
And it came out sort of like confetti
In for the night, no longer steady mobbin'

CD 1
  • 1 The Funeral
  • 2 The Wrong Nigga to Fuck Wit
  • 3 My Summer Vacation
  • 4 Steady Mobbin’
  • 5 Robin Lench
  • 6 Givin’ Up the Nappy Dug Out
  • 7 Look Who’s Burnin’
  • 8 A Bird in the Hand
  • 9 Man’s Best Friend
  • 10 Alive on Arrival
  • 11 Death
  • 12 The Birth
  • 13 I Wanna Kill Sam
  • 14 Horny Lil’ Devil
  • 15 Black Korea
  • 16 True to the Game
  • 17 Color Blind
  • 18 Doing Dumb Shit
  • 19 Us
  • 20 No Vaseline

  • Release information
    label: Priority Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 049925715521
    script: Latin