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Mobb Deep - Bounce - lyrics

[Havoc]
Yeah
Another banger

You can feel me if you don't, you don't
I'll feed you to the dogs like a ***** I boned
My only concern is for the cash I gross
A nigga more deadly up against the ropes
Problem dead on tacking tours to throats
Eyes, ears open you can try to get close
Approach me then
Get on the floor soldier like you owe me ten
Spread it, never say it
Actions speak louder than words
Get bodied because you doubted the word
Never *****ed your bird, stop askin her
It's not that serious, keep backin up
She'll get curious, and delirious
Send that ***** home on her period
To stop Havoc got to kill me bro
These niggaz listening but don't hear me bro

[Chorus: Havoc]
Yo, what's the deal, deal
Play that shit I can feel, feel
Right now it's about to get real, real
Never leave home without that steel, steel
[2X]

[Prodigy]
Yeah, just bounce
Bounce, Bounce
Let's go, let's do it, let's get it correct
Let's ball, let's burn, let's all get bent
Let's party and celebrate success
Let's not ruin my fun, my gun will spit
Nigga find you a woman you can definitely rip
Ladies find you a man, go ahead get you some dick
What you thought? you a big girl, I'm a big boy
So let's not play these games, let's get to the point
***** get off me, I switch plans on you
There's plenty more bunnies for me
These niggaz got problems? I'll straighten that promptly
I'll be all over them niggaz so fast, they're so *****
Go ahead push me to tear you up
Try me, blind me, force my guns
You ain't built for war, you built to bounce
So we gonna ride on you niggaz until the sun burn out

[Chorus (2X)]

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[Chorus (2X)]

Mobb Deep - Apostle's Warning - lyrics

Intro: havoc
Uhh god, uhh, yknow what we gotta do son!
Yknowhutimsayin? word up!
Make that millions fam!
No doubt! its only there for the takings son
Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son
We drunk all that shit, hey yo!
(havoc)
44th side convention, queens connection
The bridge be reptin
Any party that we step in get they heady-up
V-s-o-p immediately, extra bent
Rob then out son is evident
We stash cream, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, lets have a rule, combinations
No conversation, bring all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, ass spittin, thats bad business
For the game nigga, get out the business
You waste space, substitute heres the briefcase
We deface, smack the smile off ya *****in face
Tainted taste, send ya home back to vacate
Get your shit together plus your mind straight
(prodigy)
Yo
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my sonll live great
Little man Im plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin, Ill raise you with precise plannin
And put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldnt withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Dont you put your hands too close and try to approach
I wont snap at you Im goin for throats
And when you feel my bite cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formulae-i live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin niggas to protoges
My protege I advise ya ass to make way
Make way...for fully-auto gun spray
Youre small prey, Ill easily bait and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this daily rare roackalist
Overpower yall, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight thru a magnifying glass Ill focus em
Burn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (oh shit!)
And let the venom soak in
You start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shit I write
Leavin niggas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nigga thats sick
Ill wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business *****in with this
Contender number one I put you on top of the list
Youre the best challenger so far Ill give you this
But peep this (what? ) fatal shots that soloplex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like general monkmonk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shit
Atomic, no time for calm shit
We hyperactive and its time for vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostles warning
Word up!

Mobb Deep - All Out - lyrics

[Havoc]
Yeah, say it (say it) uh-huh
I'm the illest
Yeah, yo
I gotta be a ill nigga, with no denyin
How the ***** I get this crowd movin without even tryin?
Made it out the projects, against all odds
Went from, ridin these trains to coppin expensive cars
And even so, all this shit don't make me better than y'all
It only means that I work harder than the average nigga
Never sat around for handouts, I watched and observed
Then quickly rubbed my eyes, if my vision got blurred
I coulda sold drugs (yea yea) 'til I got bagged and jailed
Out of sight, out of mind, niggaz locked feel me like braille
(Feel me) While everybody was chillin
I was broke like a mother*****er, loyal to my vision
Knowin that I'd be on top or somewhere close to it
Nigga, my livin quarters'll be the thing to prove it!
And vowed once I got there to never ever lose it
Let my, head get big and slack off on my music
I'm the illest!
[Chorus: Havoc]
"We done seen it all, done been through it all yo" -> Prodigy
I'm the illest
"Let y'all niggaz know right now, word to mother f'real" -> P
No doubt, cause I'm the illest
"We done seen it all, done been through it all yo"
Cause I'm the illest
"Let y'all niggaz know right now, word to mother f'real f'real"
[Havoc]
You know I..
Come through with that seven-four pound I
Voice activated, know these whities just hate it
Thinkin I'm a drug dealer, how else could he cake it?
*****, my shit legit, plus I invested in stocks
So if this rap dough stop (yea) the show won't stop (uh-uh)
Believe me there's more ways than a few to make it pop (word)
You gotta have it in you, bring it out once it's needed (yea)
Be strategic, live it shit it and breathe it
I won't stop 'til I'm famous, hostin shows with Regis (that's right)
It's my world, my game won't be defeated
(C'mon, give it to me give it to me)
Keep them checks comin, thoughts flowin
Words blowin, hoes goin, Havoc always holdin
First one to ***** in back of the Porsche truck
Lord knows how many babies that chick coughed up
If you asked my enemies they would say it was all luck
That's why you see, mixed emotion when my name's brought up
Cause I'm the illest
[Chorus]
[Havoc]
Yo, you know you ill when you can kill two birds (yea)
With one stone alone and slowly emerge
From the deep depths of jealousy and envy's domain
Make chips then stash for the days it rain
Never cry and survive the pain (that's right)
Though shit looked impossible, to an, eye untrained
Nothin to lose, and know the game, be proud of yourself
Remind yourself, say it to yourself, say it
I'M THE ILLEST
[Chorus]

Mobb Deep - Bloodsport - lyrics

Turn them heaadphones up
Yeah
To my man nigga-no, yo
Killa bee
No doubt
[prodigy]
I kick that progress
And to that dumb nigga God bless
I know you cant sleep or rest behind that bullshit
Now you rock the best, scared to death while you walkin
*****in up the talkin, we straight up, new yorkin
We blowin niggas
Heart attack stroking niggas
Provoking niggas, shittin all over niggas
You rollin thick, but sure the mobb rollin thicker
Get that liquor, turn your back ice pick ya
But ***** that
Stickin with the gat is quicker
Scared to come around my corner, you ass nigga
Do a jaw way all day fake shit
What you gonna do outta town, play bit(ch)
And run like a faggot switch take the whole shit
And show the world dont sweat it baby girl
I gotta hem
And pull the gat like a stem
You all *****ed up like a off beat blend
I send message that you couldnt read clear
Try to play the front but you got stuck in the rear
Take it as a letter but Im not sincere
Yo
This aint rap, its bloodsport
Your life cut short, you fell short
Pressures on high, full court
My team form killer instincts and fire arms
Dangerous stuff mines brainstorm wars
A life of a wild rebel, who run wild
Clik (blaow-blaow) nigga lay down (blaow) fool stay down
Appear, disappear, a hydro cloud
While you running at the mouth a hundred miles, Im out
Mobb deep style from the depths of hempstead
Get ninjad
I creep quiet, keep the live nigga inchin
Listen, who are you to throw your fist in?
Hit like a *****, run like a faggot an take the whole shit
Thats it
I had to pass here with shit
Its time for showtime, lets see how deep things get
You want to talk tough and get all delinquent
You find yourself all bloodied up and shameded
Me and my man pioneered this violent nigga rap shit
Bust a gat, give me no fear of that, Im laughin
Whats up there? lets take you there and touch something
Im a maniac, brainiac, fanatic at that
Capable of combat, p counterattack
In some hot wheels, sendin shots out the back
It was a foul way to go, kicko
You know the ropes so...
Bloodsport mother*****er
Ay yo the rockweiler
Chew in chew out ass niggas, pull em on your collar
And let the lights dimmin
And youll be swimmin in a puddle of reality, juice
Fatality too
This rap is the *****, you shouldnt marry the two
To the set of prenumtual
Got paid in too comfortable
Its all good, we dont want to humble
And while you shinin in the spotlight
I got this dot right
The aimed right a stoplight
The trife life, aint no part twos
When its over its over you hit
Now send your soldierly stool
<repeat last stanza>
Nigga, bloodsport

Mobb Deep - Amerikaz Nightmare - lyrics

[Havoc]
Yea.. Amerikaz Mother*****in Nightmare *****
[Havoc]
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
[Havoc]
Dogs, I think smarter, reach harder
slugs travel much farther
Niggaz stomped a Timberland wearing face carver
With the box cutter, top gutter
I hover over you lames, Run for cover, end in your brain (yea)
You did your thang but not very good
And by the looks of things, You can't come back to the hood
This is not a good look for you my nigga
Wus really poppin, Inquirin minds wanna know
How you rocking them new guns, we cope those
Invoke, like we bought 'em in Costco's
Don't get yaself murk'd, wet shirt
Said it first, hurry this that red alert
You ain't gotta get buck to know that this letter hurt
The sight of my Hammer, gotcha heart pumping
Nerves twitching, Eyes jumping, heads will roll
when the pound starts kicking You be missing
Moms will be wearing that yellow ribbon
While I'm somewhere in the Carribean Islands, chillin
[Chorus]
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Locking the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin', claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
[Prodigy]
Yea:Dun..You know we keep them big thangs ( big thangs )
That make dead people when we hit brains (hit brains)
It's a wrap for the sequel get yo whip spray'd (whip sprayed )
Tho I rather hit you walkin, get yo shit shaved ( shit shaved )
Plus showered up, talkin then we split, EY (woo wooo)
Wont catch me gun smokin, have the cops think
There was drugs that provoke it while we rollin, EY
Baby girl, I see you, can I get a taste
Of that thang, heard its lethal in a good way
Just so you kno I ain't the one that get yo clit ate
But hope you got a strong back, I'll make yo shit break
You'll be walking like a penguin for a few days
Yo *****, you know we got BIG CASH
Money fallin out our pockets, give you whiplash
When we drive past your project, ain't nobody can stop us
Infamous they can't stop us, They want our spot
Yo fall bak nigga we got this
[Chorus]
[Prodigy]
I got love for my niggaz, love for my niggaz
Love for my niggaz, got love for my niggaz
I bust thugs for my niggaz, thug for my niggaz
Thugs for my niggaz, bust bloods for my niggaz
[Havoc]
Yo slugs touchin, medics will rush you
Jay dusting for Prince, make shift
Morgues made for you pricks
You know wuts on my hips, you know the hood that I rep
You know we dumpin' them clips
You in the valley of death
[Prodigy]
Get comfortable nigga, you runnin out of breath (outta breath)
Ya blood is spilling thru the sealing of the necks (of the necks)
Floor or have you flood the cement
Ouside somewhere on the streets, no longer in the flesh
[Chorus]

Mobb Deep - Backstage Pass - lyrics

(feat. 50 Cent)
[prodigy]
It Seems Like, Ever Since A Nigga Became Multi
Every Women On Planet Earth Got Their Eyes
On The Kid; They All Wanna Touch
On A Nigga Skin, They Love Me So Much
They All Got P On They Brain
And At The Show They Do Anything To Get Backstage
Just So They Can Hug 50, And Kiss On Banks
After We All Get A Turn, The Broads Said, "thanks."
Shit, Just Last Month A Nigga Wasn't Shit
Now I Finger Pop Dimes, With Diamonds On My Fists
Niggaz Bringing Me They Girl Like, "you Can Have My *****
Just Help Me Get Down With The G-unit!"
Man, Little Groupies - They Make Me Sick
You Ain't Getting In The After Party Unless You're A Chick
And *****, You Ain't Getting In The Hotel - Unless We Grip
And You're Gonna Look Fine, Plus Suck A Mean Dick (woah)
[hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, Hit Me High Then Hit Me Low
You Get Around Girl - I Know I Seen Your Face Before
Turn Around - Yeah I Know, I Recognize That Ass
You Was At The Last Show With Your Backstage Pass
[repeat]
[bridge: 50 Cent]
Shorty What's Up? You Know You Wanna Roll With A Nigga
I'm Trying To ***** - If You Decide To Go With A Nigga
I'll Tear It Up - In The Tele You'll Be Loving A Nigga
I'll Work That, Work That - Yeah, I'll Work That, Work That
[havoc]
It's Funny How A *****'ll Make Her Way Backstage
Harder Than The Politician On The Campaigne
No Games Baby Girl, Gotta Do The Damn Thing
Let Me See You Back It Up Till You Pull A Hamstring
Face *****, Girl Go For Broke
So Hard, Leave Stretch Marks Up In Her Throat
Then Havoc On The Floor
I Don't Need To Get Her Number - She'll Be At The Next Show
Half-ass Dress, Smelling Like Sex
Dried Up Nutt On Her Neck
They Don't Call Us The Master Of The Tour (?) For Nothing
We Destroy Good Girls; Send Them Home With ***** Soft From *****ing
Catch 'em In The Morning And Somebody White-t'd
And That's The Kind Of ***** That You Call Wifey
She'll Do It Anywhere From The Tele To The Tour Bus
Here's The Hot Line *****, Call Us
[hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, Hit Me High Then Hit Me Low
You Get Around Girl - I Know I Seen Your Face Before
Turn Around - Yeah I Know, I Recognize That Ass
You Was At The Last Show With Your Backstage Pass
[repeat]

Mobb Deep - Back At You - lyrics

[havoc]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Stainless steel gats
Never rust big till bust you could touch
Blessed wit the real side of life
Just enough
You couldnt fight me wit your strongest mic
Layed down niggas eyes visualize bad reception
Maced your interference souped your upperbody section
I travel like a 2-2 bullet
Throughout your body, repped to the fullest
Queensbridge representin,
Representin the hollow tip crew
Blue slips, seen ships, you talk shit I follow through
Once the kite is sent
I might get bent, but still planted
No second thoughts, cuz my conscience is demandin
For the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red)
Im like cancer cant catch me cuz I done spread(done spread)
Gone now dead, enough said from the scene I fled
Wit the paranoid thoughts runnin round my head
Its like that war, project niggas strike back its on
What the ***** you sick Ill be right back
Wit the gat and temper end your mother*****in era
Your shortie set you up you betta dead-her
Hunger for the cheddar big ends and better
Armeretto sours alcohol consumption
Why you runnin we thumpin
Do to the fact the infamous is bumpin
Ice real son you frontin
Chorus <repeat*4>
Its like that war, project niggas strike back its on
What the ***** you sick, Ill be right back
Prodigy
Right back to the fact that
Here take that, right back at you
Were goin at to
Already ran through
Wasnt hard to capture, what is it that your goin after
The fourty-fifth will make your clothes damper
Put in the hamper
The fabulous infamous is movin stainless
Crime-tainin, to all my niggas hold your bangin
Live in action, if you weere dapped then relax then
What the ***** you said? I be right back real maxin
Blastin, terrin up your fila fashion
Give him what he askin feelin aint know what happened
Back at the cabin, be at the round table plannin
Spread team across plannin, expansion
Slap a nigga opened handly style something foul
For tryin to slow down, my cash pile a hundred mile
I can recall the days, juvenile crime pays
14 years old, shorty from round way
Brick ass cold, still puffin night to day
But why did my life have to be this way
I rock velour suits, flavors like mixed fruits
My loot give recoup razors in my suit
Incase you try to troop me to the island
I known for start whylin
Back in new york, my shorties got the cash pilin
Peep this on some knowns and teef shit
So much drama, who the ***** knows who we got beef wit
Lift you up off your feet like ski lift
For packin big fifth
Niggas who riff but nigga you riff
Then Im on the next life gettin bent in the clouds
On my way down souh for international crowds
Chorus

Mobb Deep - Adrenaline - lyrics

[intro][prodigy]
Yea
Its that war shit
Its that war shit
And you know what dun
[prodigy]
It makes you sick to hear the mobb bang like this
Infamous for the world to hate or play this
Dont give a ***** if you cant rock to this
My duns heads bop to this
We stand out like a tourist
And make more noise than them other rap niggas
No gimmicks
Just pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics incredible beats
Dont mean to rub it in
But your small time beneath our feet
Straight ass cheeks niggas be askin
For ass whippings
Guns kick like pelle
My big shit be jumping like jordan
Often lay a man down on the floor when it gets like that
Im not blowing off rounds so you can hear sounds
So you can run back actin like you a vet
And swearin you dead
You survived some real shit
Now whats this its not going down like this
Ground yall niggas like punishment
Dumpin out full clips when we dumb out
Though Id rather do music and chill the ***** out
Dun you bugged out Im trying to walk a peaceful route
But niggas always got mouth until that piece come out
Niggas always gonna think something sweet
Until they least expect you bringing action exactly
[chorus]
It be the guns,money,*****,cars,drugs,jewels,clothes
Brawls,killings,boroughs,buildings,disease,stress,in these,n.y.c
2x
[havoc]
Feel the gat blow while your shit rips
My shitll hit while you lettin niggas go
So you can lower the wrist
Thatll only put odds against any attempt
Any provoke uprise you aint got it in you
First of all you too soft for fastball
Point game track yall merk like a jaguar nascar
And be out buck 80 on the slow mar
Hennesy spillin all over my radar
Stay charged niggas getting amped off the mobb shit
Have you wildin out on some club shit
Fit to make you dance at the same time
Stop and glance
Slap flames out the nigga with the wrong idea
Young shit with young mind but that quite contraire
Young nigga smart nigga
Who started from the stairs
How dare
You try to come around the way
In fear like a nigga that been there for years
Shout words that we live but dont play with it
cause when the shit go down you be like they did it
[chorus]
[prodigy]
Taste test this military shit
*****es love this
They mans wanna dub this
Thugness it aint easy to find
Shit like mine Im a rare species
Yous a dime a gross
Thats a dozen heast the least
Keep silence the most
Regulate with the rest of my establishment
Blast out the pockets of coke
Make the cops boat
I break down your whole background yo
Ironsa permanent flesh your clothes soakin
You feel the shots pain every heartbeat throbbin
Dont get excited youll only make it worse fighting
Spent most of my nights graveyard shifting
Make burial grounds be that man grim reaper
With all pleasure
Pick your feet up
Pick the heat up
Lets do it like the crematory
Make it hot make the temperature rise like mercury
[havoc]
When I feel like getting bent [yo dont ***** with it dun]
Imma drink away the pain until the brain get numb
Cant take all my dogs getting lost in the fog
Never to return I guess they heard gods call
And nature dont surprise me now
Prepare for the worst and never believe the silver line clouds
Scrutinize crowds
My surroundings
Get suspect we start four-poundin shit
Picture me up in the mix
With the next man broke and is on my dick
A good man of plenty but an enemy it was clear
I just be another problem that he feenin to fix
But I cant have that
Pull out I try to grab that
Caught one nigga like mahadat
[chorus]
[prodigy singing]
Tonight we gon get this party early
So lets get it right

Mobb Deep - Black Cocaine - lyrics

pay attention everything i mentions is a ..
like how to do with .. move
because the two sit i go by cash rules
everything around me do movement scratch ..
started from the bottom bottom ..
hand in hand until that body win high tech
keep the legend in the mack bull
the crystal ball it .. was watchin the ..
force seen under ..the mouth
bet me for .. overseas the counts
major asses forgot my address
got too many of a model believe i can ..
and i'm straight for the project
we just got hot but then we got conscience
but i got a complex i don't ever wanna be a ..
so i'm counting money till my .. go no
hook:
black black black black black black cocaine
black black black black black black cocaine
bla bla bla black black black cocaine
black black black black black black cocaine
ask around who's laid up ..straight up my ..
the most .. dangerous, rappers on the earth surface
i serve purpose on bullshit when i spit it nigga burn
like the alien blood in this age of aquarius
see i'm not here to god do the ..stages of ages and consciousness
high over life and .. and my .. black we kept ..
..califa swimming jeans like tarzan and latifa
got me hide in son moon stars and .. and ...smell
hoes in your clothes believes in
close your eyes while i rhyme these lines
this black cocaine lines now picture me in my mind
at the ..survive we well worth the ticket
a dirty new york reality life ..shit classic life
biggy ..refresh like minaj
now who you know got the flow time wish
who write about motor ..cars and diamonds
..just whatever new guns in style
prodigy the bring me that kid
word to take the jesus just baby face genius
this last this so far for eighty seasons
what makes you believe that i would stop now
when the ..more deep to collect to the ground
you crazy i even make that thought get up
right the dirt off and come again
this is not lock this is hard work dedication and passion
we just a flashin of pain we endless and never last in
hey all
[2 x hook:]

Mobb Deep - Animal Instinct - lyrics

Intro: havoc
No doubt!
Yo, yo, yknow how we did on the infamous album, right?
Aight, we gonna do it again son
(havoc)
Yo
Laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas ***** you up
Thick as shorty guts, get the men to set you up
Its the most trifle, 44th side disciples
Take carnage for a weakness so I wont be so contour
Niggas come with the I gave you birth kid, Im sellin you
The infamous got pc for days
We runnin thru townships, *****in shit
Kid, we down shit
Hustle mad bricks, queensbridge no doubt, rub the clique
9-6 droppin wild on some benzs
Some next shit, crash bar, ash the god
I remember when loadin up the gas, beat settlin
Ghetto peddlin the *? shaunder? *, shorty dead again
Songs about we all around the nc
Cop the e series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blonde em, you cant see like ste-vie
Im on tv, vidbox and all that
Still in the bridge, now whats *****in with that?
(prodigy)
To all my mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy
Mobb sheisty, God follow three and gotti
Rapper noyd, tiemax and ty knitty
Scarface and gambino, new york city
Its p live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit
Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your *****
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Your times wasted for figurin p
Was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously
You get lumped sometin horribly and then we calmly
Guzzle sparmarlti and don perrignon-ly
Move the crowds over, cruise the ***** out
After God drinks had to shoot our *****in way out
Spark flyin niggas dyin, *****es cryin and shout
Mobb niggas to the exit, we out
(ty knitty)
9-6 load up the clips, the infamous apocalypse
Qbc on the l-i-e sippin hennessey
And remy, v-s-o-p, ty knitty jiggy
Eyes forever chingy up in the mariott
Tonnes o hydro, black tuxedo, lay low
The 5-0migos, the gigolo, what nigga?
(gambino)
A technique official wipe me
Internal bleedin he felt, heat then cold feet
Qbc committee, ty knitty hit the safe
The phillipinos have mad ice and gold plates
We escape, aint no turnin back to stat
Pushin back-to-back acs, gettin cheddar
Drug smugglin trusty, catchin faith
We dont hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake!
Chorus:
My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears
And thirty years for years, start niggas and drink beers
Tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
Thug niggas surround yall, 4 pound yall
Animal instinct, these niggas gettin clapped on instinct
Im tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
*repeat*
(nigga) mother*****er!
Word up!
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