Showing posts with label Mobb Deep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mobb Deep. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 April 2014

Mobb Deep Ft. Bun B & Juicy J - Legendary Lyrics


Mobb Deep Ft. Bun B & Juicy J - Legendary Lyrics:
I feel the blessing even when it's all disguised up
Even when the stress try to pile up
Paper in my hand give me wild rush
Reminiscing on wild us and rolling the miles up
So [?] I'm never putting the pound up
Let 'em hate, bitch, I built it from ground up
I hold the fort down, nigga, know what?
You could see it in the lives that my sound touched
I make money, take money, my aim hungry
Spit a verse, it ain't nothing short of a green [?]
Bucketlist complete, I did a song with Bun B
And Juicy J, who the fuck fucking with me?
I think nada, lame rappers you make me gog up
The part, depart these niggas like I'm shooting commas
State your business or forever hold your peace
Go 'head with that bullshit, motherfucker, I'm sweet

Got damn, who would've thought it would've been me?
Street legend that came up with a pen, G
16 bars to get me out the ghetto
And I always kept it real with the people, I never settle
There's a lot of folks depending on me to lead 'em the right way
Instead of listening to what the radio might play
Some real game for somebody that did it
We be breaking it all the way down so anybody could get it
And I gotta admit it, the road was buffy
Hand-to-hand combats, sometimes I live lovely
You can't win every fight, but you gotta fight though
Just make sure when you [?] right, bro
You don't go in thinking you making history
But looking back in retrospect it ain't no mystery
Nobody ain't ever did what we did then
And ain't nobody to do it again, nigga, we legendary

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas
Legendary niggas, nothing you can tell us
Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas
Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it

Whole life we grinding for the dough
And leave behind a legacy, the legend of it too
It's not an urban myth, no, we are the truth
If anybody gon' do it know we gon' do
Whole life we grind so hard to stay official
And make them niggas hating back [?] tissue
They shit you 'til they stomach, fuck 'em
I ain't never loved 'em
Peace to my niece, they ain't never pulled no dumb shit
Peace to the youth, the young soldiers in the street
[?] to the money, they reminding me of me
When you get get that, better keep that, better not let that drop
Cause someone gon' be right there then take your spot
We got our lane mastered, yeah, we got it locked
My haters wanna be blasted, man, they better stop
For shit get good, you could see his guts
And it's too late to serve you, they can't get you mopped

You see these gold chains of slavers, never had that, made papers
Yeah, I came from the basement, but now I vacate in Vegas
I could sell out in your state, nigga, just to make a statement
Nah, nigga, stay high and bitch I'm with is high maintance
Homie, play me if you wanna, I got all my goons on
We gon' catch a body,but you gon' catch a tombstone
You don't got no hustle, you get cut off like cute bones
Been about crutons, bro, that's why the roof gone
We still coming up, that's what my dollar say
Ain't about no guap then stop, homie, we can't conversate
Mobb Deep and Juicy J been balling harder than Doctor Jay
Broke niggas what we can't tolerate
Got that movie money, model chick came out jacuzzi money
Be that nigga ass, now you wanna sue me money
Still in this bitch, waking up at 5:46 in the morning
Money calling, never stop

Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas
Legendary niggas, nothing you can tell us
Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas
Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it

Who the fuck is you and what the fuck do you know?
Where the hell did you come from and where the fuck you going?

Saturday, 15 March 2014

Mobb Deep - Say Something Lyrics

Mobb Deep - Say Something Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Havoc]
I am not normal let me be the first to warn you
Paranoid as fuck better have that metal on you
Tears on the face of those that most adore you
Fuck the King of New York, H been royal
Might as well quit throw the towel in
Niggas new to the game just an hour in
You wet behind the ears milk on your breath
Still on your momma's breast I embody fresh
Bottle after bottle and some sloppy sex
On my bully shit my dominance is obvious
Party after party bitch
Stick it to what got me rich
Till the casket drop
The clique is always Infamous
Infamous, hatin' ass niggas on that bitter shit
Fuck out of here I'll hit you in that liver quick
And spread through your body like a rumor
Serve these niggas like a waiter bring it to ya
Then I'm gone

[Hook: Havoc] (2x)
Fuck what niggas sayin' they ain't sayin' nothing
See me any time of day they ain't sayin' nothing
Talk about they let it spray they ain't sayin' nothing
Better yet I'm right here nigga say something

[Verse 2: Prodigy and Havoc]
Step inside my class I can show you how it go
Accumulate that money get that dollar in a row
Slow bowl effect, got that bigger, bigger check
Life is even better, better than a nigga dreamt
President is black see you niggas still broke
Thirsty ? niggas knocking at my door
Got hoes with their hands out
Promised me their ?
Pussy ho tried to make me nut so they can cash out
And I'm like woah
Baby girl I finished trickin' long time ago
Feed you that liquor take away your pain
Son a baby father dead ? that shit don't change
And that shit don't change let me hit it again
Shawty dippin' in and out and just switchin' them lanes
Switchin' them lanes without checking the mirror
Get yourself into some bullshit make you see things clearer

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Savage nigga out here on the cement
Pussy, money, guns grew me up and now I'm beastin'
Heathen I'm a motherfucker throw me to the wolves
Right where I belong, nigga now you lookin' shook
Shakin' in your J's you afraid
My boot on your neck pussy nigga there's no escape
I'm vicious my intentions is not in your best interest
If I was your advisor I'd advise you not to did it
But I'm not so I'm inviting you all it's my pleasure
Welcome to the horror show your life ?
When I was a shit stain the old heads they told me
Keep your gun on you little nigga I'm not your homie
Smokin' on a cocaine bogey
Breakfast was an OE
Ain't nobody smilin' and we treat you bitches coldly
Special breed we different type of G's
Niggas quieter than a church mouse when it's time to see
What it really is

[Hook]

Monday, 2 January 2012

Raekwon - Chinese Marines ft. Mobb Deep Lyrics

Raekwon - Chinese Marines ft. Mobb Deep Lyrics:
[Raekwon]
Chinese marines
Jet black bearers
That Aston blue screen
I was part of the Teamsters
Money hungry, yo meet the blingers
Avenue gun holders
Blow a nigga open, no demons
All my nigga slinging
Yeah, perpetual lifestyle, knife style
Welcome to the cleaners
Heavyweights, you gotta come see us
You right, one knee us
Welcome to the forest of the leaders
All I do is take money, come beat us
Invisible lead start flying
Lick the head, drop the ninas
Left feind lucky like a genius
Play both sides like Serena
Found dead in the steamers
Real niggas won’t talk, real as a roach
When the lights out, killa be Ghost
In the new shit, light blue Pilwig
Come through, you know we ain’t do it
Rocket launcher out the window, you shoot
[Havoc]
Got killers in the Benzes
Canine senses
Everything covered from the exit to the entrance
Dedicated goons understand it’s high stakes
Life out a nigga ’til his eyes dilate
It’s a cold world
Surely weather with the V bombs and leathers
With the fur on the collar
We ’bout major dollars
See the hoes, they holla
When they eat us and swallow
Cause we them dime dadas
Get them top shoppers
Eyes on us, death to those that lied on us
And love for ever for all my soldiers that cried for us
I put my mind on it, relax, get high on it
Y’all niggas ain’t built, I was designed for it
Lame niggas fall back in our presence
Bow down to the king, when you see me, nah mean
I ain’t playing with you
Yeah, you gonna take one for the team
Fucking dog crying, ever seen a grown man scream
[Prodigy]
You tacky like head rest TVs
Your value drop, you not worth these
Bacon strips we gets, you stay broke
We stay leaning in new red Rolls
Smoke stack lightening, coming out the crack black window
That’s us getting high, letting things go
We getting it, the money don’t stop
Beef don’t cease, the drama gonna pop
Soon as we step in the spot, shots on me
Line ‘em up, kill every single bottle they got
The drama gonna pop like the pipe bomb
Hyper, the son don’t chill, Allah
You get burned, try and dap me
These hands are made for clapping
A round of applause for that dumb ass rap beat, that
Fuck that, take a bath
Stay ass damp
Lift your head back up
And blow brains out

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Mobb Deep - Last Days Lyrics

Mobb Deep - Last Days Lyrics:
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh!
you know, it’s easy for us, it’ harder for them!
easy for us, uh, yeah!

i’m looking for that next meal ticket…
i’m in the kitchen, yeah you see me on my…
dance baby, get that money, i would never knock her!
cause she reliable and let a nigger…
i have the town looking like a…
floody, tsunami, ..my two hobbies
i’m tired of this way, i need a new bugatti.
you niggers is too… listen for the…
already told you what it was when the rhyme started
my hunger is like a .. this is what it had to offer
gotta chase the stake and…
like some bitch won’t stop until i pop her
till i pop her to the cash proper.
we’re the realest! check your facts, partner!

chorus: (x2)
hey yow, it’s hot right here for a hustler
no matter what game you’re playing, it’s getting rougher
they’re putting the squeeze on us, times is getting tougher
yeah, ..mother fucker … money like it’s the last days!

…my mouth dries… i need this
..and i need this
rap music is my heroin, my..
my sex… that bitch, come here, i’m horny!
long strokes of my pen, i get it in
without this, i would be… and stinking!
niggers wanna shoot me down while i’m flying hot
..cause i understand your pain, i was once there
pockets so broke it made a nigger not care
i swear, i just on that next level of problems
me and… the royce or the…
i’m trying figure this out, they gotta be away
to have it all, still show my niggers in the game.
that is one life, one love…
..i go harder than the pain!

chorus: (x2)
hey yow, it’s hot right here for a hustler
no matter what game you’re playing, it’s getting rougher
they’re putting the squeeze on us, times is getting tougher
yeah, ..mother fucker … money like it’s the last days!

Friday, 18 November 2011

Mobb Deep - Black Cocaine Lyrics

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 - Get It Forever Ft Nas Lyrics

Mobb Deep - Get It Forever Ft Nas Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Niggas know and if they don’t
I shoot ‘em in the head, whatever rock his f-cking boat
Niggas in my face, you better leave before you can’t
I lay shots like stamps, no Fedex
I’m hot check the critics, call the paramedics
Your man was talking reckless so you know he had to get it
Me and money’s magnetic, and you the polar opposite
Come through, bitch start dropping it, getting low
I don’t gotta trick, the only magic I know
Wore the number 32 and retired some time ago
So check the liner notes and miss me with the bullshit
Miss me with it or get hit with a full clip
I’m back on it, you can bet your ass on it
I’m so sure that I could put my f-cking last on it
And if I didn’t sell then you know I rapped on it
Beat so ugly, gotta put a f-cking mask on it
[Hook: Prodigy]
We get it forever
It’s on forever
Calm down, never
Slow it down, never
We get it forever
We do this forever
It’s on forever
Calm down, never
Slow it down, never
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Looking through my eyes’ view I see nothing but
Success for us, non-stop nothing but
Long money, long jab I stretch
Wrap around the Earth, 80 times 10
Warm breezes and Barbado nights
Living sweet yea but it’s a cold life
You know we strapped in, best you buckle up
I did my little bid in years, yeah wassup wassup
Dare a nigga trouble us, make my niggas risk all of this
Infamous good shit, so quick
I’ll be back inside the cage, my rage is unchanged
For this change, yeah this bank, I have for this pain
Change and pinky rings, estates for the kings
A Queens-bred gentlemen, she know how we bang
You tamper with this plush lifestyle, may you lay
In a hole ’til you ferment, your bones decay
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
We come from where murders occur often on late nights
Niggas is high and they eyes be red as 2 brakelights
Medical marijuana, Henny bottles, and Grey Goose
Semi’s and shottys on deck, everybody’s face screwed
But you know this already, my hood the coldest and deadly
Soldiers is ready, I am boastful, forgive me
Bitches talking to cops cry when they nigga get washed
Beef coulda been squashed, go finish that shit that you start
No clip in your Glock, you ain’t prepared to fire
We call that riding with no air in your tire
You’re flattened, it’s a pattern after scrapping
What usually happen, death on arrival
Survival of the fittest, ain’t nothing like that Queensbridge shit
Y’all niggas finished, your only chances are diminished
And we don’t need no f-cking witness
Ain’t what you know, it’s what you live and we live it
[Hook]

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Mobb Deep - Conquer Lyrics

Mobb Deep - Conquer Lyrics:
do you hear that
i mean isn’t coming

yeah who want it who got the stomach ..
good spill how you’re prayin to the holy father
big lord i ain’t even been in ..
thought it was a game now you know is really real
really feels deal press against warm skin
aint’ no turning back nigga now you’re rollin
getting ..as i show you how to ..
on top when they get what them bill was
old show now i hate the cook ..
i’m seeing tears not a good look shown
i f*ck it let the little nigga live
yeah right had these other niggas up my whip
no mercy shift let me about
isn’t gold i don’t let em and i see your mouth
and now you’re on the floor just bleeding out
you know it’s wrong when you see me in my clean mouth

hook:
we conquer, over power and crush come and get buster
we conquer, over power and crush..
we conquer, over power and crush come and get washed up
yeah over power and crush come and get washed up

..man move where it sweet that
.. team that you got over ..
recap full of back please do repeat that
queens that we got more in the little that
we used today dream on a bench now we can see this
she call the ..you snap back of ..
yeah soaked up no lot of boys back and show up soldier know it up
come and get fold it up, you bitches attracted the old it is magnets
she wanna fellowship f*cking when no ..
she .. i’m a .. bitch wanna f*ck you just talk ..
baby coverage see the kissing in the tree
well i’ll be piping and .. who feels like longer harder
this mom seem stronger .. meet music we conquer

[hook:]

Friday, 28 October 2011

Mobb Deep - Dead Man's Shoes Ft. Bounty Killa Lyrics

Mobb Deep - Dead Man's Shoes Ft. Bounty Killa Lyrics:
Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes

A hundred empty soul all laying in my old town
.. I am flying high my life is so swell
No .. angry cause my life … like …
.. of me I ain’t .. like the owl and the ..
Don Perion .. looking a little uncomfortable
.. I smell the blood and I ain’t packing lounch

,, disrespect me any death today
Clap clap … all day
Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes

Off … off the right .. in my face you can’t run
Money get out of these .. ain’t tahat a bitch
They already wave white flags .. what is so flue …
Baby bring your heart at .. from the legen you ain’t even enar yet
.. like the mother fucker like Christmas ..
Wanna think about .. give a fuck

Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes

Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes

Big fool I am .. doggy bag feed them to the wolf
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes
Go tag them we are walking in death man shoes

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Jay Electronica - Call of Duty ft Mobb Deep Lyrics

Jay Electronica - Call of Duty ft Mobb Deep Lyrics:
[Winston Churchill]
Centuries ago words were written to be a call and a spur to the faithful servants of Truth and Justice: Arm yourselves, and be ye men of valor, and be in readiness for the conflict; for it is better for us to perish in battle than to look upon the outrage of our nation and our altar. As the Will of God is in Heaven, even so let it be.
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
You know the story, when real see real, we recognize
When you see the steel flash, you petrified
Steve Jobs seen death after just retiring
Takes vision to build, God bless the dead
That’s Mac, that’s Pac, that’s Pun, that’s Big
Shit, niggas know the sunshine eternal
I burn slow like “Disco Inferno”
Burn slow like blunts wit’ yayo
Uh, I went from MySpace to the top of the food chain
The sperm hit the egg like a missle
Then nine months later, the celebratory news came
“Exhibit C” gave the whole world a mood change
Electronic, niggas call my album Detox
‘Cause they know I’m finna bring the next Chronic
Roc Nation, Cole World, it’s a wrap, nigga
Put yo’ diamonds in the sky, take that, nigga
[Mobb Deep]
Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when your shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore your shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine
[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
Uh-huh
To whom it may concern
If it’s hate, wait your turn, dig a crate, make a urn
Please, God, tell Flex drop a bomb on me
Tell the minister to tattoo the Qu’ran on me
Before the men in black try to pin a crime on me
And Rupert Murdoch and his goons get to lyin’ on me
The Lord is my shepherd
So tell the royal family to order my records
And spread ‘em ‘cross Europe in a organized method
We could heal the planet wit’ a organized effort
The Jews and the Christians and the Muslims and the Buddhists
And the Sikhs and Scientologist is all of my brethren
Play this on the radio
You never heard another nigga say this on the radio
We made it out the ghetti-o
Brunch with the Rothchilds, dinner with the Carters
Jay Elect stop the press, criticalest artist
(What the fu…)
Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine
Put your diamonds in the sky (Sky)
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore you shine (Shine)
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine
[Prodigy]
I done sat around for years daydreamin’ of this
Me and Jay biz, green gettin’ twist
Kids goin’ to school, we still on the bench
Early mornin’ yawning, no sleep, just this
Hardcore, rhymin’ like a diamond when I spit
Come hell or high water, we gon’ make it out the bricks
I done graduated gladiator school, what’s next?
From the bottom, only one way to go to the tip
Of the top, with these nonstop flows I invent
Bars so hard, shit hurt when it hit
My bars like prison bars, I’m trapped in the pens
Of this wildstyle hip-hop, the f-ckin’ strongest
Rappers on the earth, it’s a curse and a gift
Black cloud follow my life, how worse could it get?
Respect, power, and money, in that exact order
I got it all, nigga, I’ll break ya li’l neck
Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for an eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine

Monday, 16 May 2011

Prodigy - Life Is Real Easy Lyrics


Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - Life Is Real Easy Lyrics:
call me on a train to a place you can get,
anything that you want, anything that you wish,
is a place kept secret and no one …
you just gotta know somebody, yow!
with me you’re good to go,
welcome to the next level, we are dream fulfill!
dangerous… diamonds, pearls, precious stones and meadows,
…lay back on the beach, make back at the spa,
lay back at the hotel suit with a … smelly green..
let’s go crazy and call shopping just like that,
you’re in a new benz, condoes in rome,
egypt, paris, got you falling in love.
with all that is lavish, lifestyle living,
five star resorts and private planes will change your whole vision!

chorus:
call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself,
don’t go and tell that i was sad when life is very easy,
and everything you wish is at your fingertips.
girl, call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself
don’t go and tell that i was sad when life is very easy,
and everything you wish is at your fingertips.

with.. and dior and d&g shades,
now you see the world different, you try new things.
thinking new thoughts, feeling new high, new buzz,
forget what you used to love,
you get to a taste of power in twenty-four hours service.
no stress pending, just .. spending.
figuring that out in vegas ville,
we don’t care we lose, we like the atmosphere.
let’s try dubai and.. brazil,
scuba, jet sky, baby get you thrills!
in new york you can help me study ..
take a ride through the balls if you want,
and make ‘em more jelly,
…two coupons and a mac ..
we can buy the whole world and.. to rent,
and buy the whole macy’s
so we can look good doing it!

chorus:
call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself,
don’t go and tell that i was sad when life is very easy,
and everything you wish is at your fingertips.
girl, call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself
don’t go and tell that i was sad when life is very easy,
and everything you wish is at your fingertips.
prodigy

Prodigy - 600 Benz Lyrics


Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - 600 Benz Lyrics:

i like that
man i am big time
big ..i have the dollar money growing like a tree
.. got the …many young rappers heartless ..
i rap about my life not about yours
might relate though ..

chorus
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
.. got the game .. automatic switch 
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
..

i stop at the light
everybody stares
.. but his dead
dig is the game ..
i got endless drama
young boy you are flee
i step out the head …

chorus
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
.. got the game .. automatic switch 
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
..

i just cl 600 benz
shorty kick it back
and enjoy the trip
we .. spaceship
.. gave me this but …

chorus
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
.. got the game .. automatic switch 
i just cl 600 benz
20 years .. looking real fresh
prodigy

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Tony Yayo - Body Bag Ft Mobb Deep Lyrics


Tony Yayo Feat. Mobb Deep - "Body Bag" Official Music Video. 'El Chapo" mixtape coming soon.
Tony Yayo - Body Bag Ft Mobb Deep Lyrics:
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
My gun got them on a …
It looks so pretty taking out competition
It even got a flashlight on the barrel
I click it on and I wave it at you
You think it's god when you see the light
But you won't see god homie you gonna die tonight
Marked for death let the bullets be the written symbol
I point them all and rock well right out the window
When it come to beef I squeeze on targets
My hands all bloody like rocky in a meat market
I squeeze harder than a python, with that 357 called python
Niggers hate my but my skin is thick 
Point them out and I … hit him in his bricks
Now's all peace pouring out a little liquor
He died forced up, from a trigger finger
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cock my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
Yeah, you ain't got a bag … I got you
Hold still show you what the glock do
… a nigger catch a holy ghost
Hole in the spine leave them with a scoliosis
… before I let you hold one
Lay for right where your … from
Fuck you out of here, you playing in the street
My niggers up and ready are you coughing up meat
I ain't lost enough sleep for drama to wear me out
Your pussy everything that your mouth is like …
No one is prouder whenever they see me out
Soured up, straight blown through a 3 …
My finger hit you like money coming

Body bags want me nothing keep the guns bumping
Talk cheap but the slugs here cheaper 
Know you want a body bag, but here's the grand reaper
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
Fuck that I gave a lot of passion
Let a lot of niggers live show a lot of compassion
I never took advantage of you weaklings
I could of green light the universe …beat down …
And be a massacre if I give the word
So I only serve those who truly deserve
This level of punishment is not for beginners 
You acting like you can handle it
I'ma give it, I'm handing out life support systems
Shit bags and … for free, come and get some
When you see me in the club
Cause I ain't come for bitches, I come for blood
It's the return of the mac and revenge of the thug
Watch the attitude switch up and extract the bitch up
But now they in the present of some legendary niggers 
Bumy ass nigger got his dummy ass hit up
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag
They keep begging for a body bag
Deep cut my shit put them in a bag 
Lay 'em out leave them toe tagged
They keep begging for a body bag.
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Tuesday, 5 April 2011

Mobb Deep - Dog Sh*t ft Nas Lyrics


Mobb Deep - Dog Sh*t ft Nas Lyrics:
Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood

[Verse 1 - Havoc]
I’m the epitome slimeball, f-ck up out my eyesight
F-ck is on your brain dog shit, I’m not the clown type
Die ‘fore I let a n-gga play me, like I’m baby shit
Dog shit, you def dumb or blind, I’m the craziest
Most Infamous outta NY, jealous of my shine, the truth is in your eyes
You wanna be down, I might allow you to work for me
The keywords: “work for me”, I put your ass in surgery
Ever step outta line, forget who boat you ride
Forget who train you ride
Forget who flag you fly
Read the name on it, Mobb deep
P and Hav’ run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if it call for it
A thousand n-ggas couldn’t stop me once I get to going
You can have a nation of millions, still wouldn’t hold me back
Still wouldn’t be leathal as Bun B the Mac
Matter fact…

[Hook]
Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood

[Verse 2 - Prodigy]
Once we get it goings team running over them
Drunk off the drama, aint no way you can sober them
F-ck outta here, you outta so left
Slugs leave a n-gga open like a coke sniff
You nah music, got these n-ggas into dope fiends
No intervention could get them off the OD
Grand goon, all my fans, you seen loyal
Dedicated in the cut, wait weeks for you
And when they finally discover you
They gon need a dental record, you’ve been dead a month or two
Post mortem, shirvelled up, how dare us
We penalise traitors and only hail trust
Inhale piff and guzzle white liquor
I dont know you, you don’t know me, you’s a lie, n-gga
I can see the tears in ya eye, you aint see nothing till you seen a grown man cry

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Nas]
Yo, every gang, every hood’s in my veins
It’s my thing, it’s real, I’m in tune
I chill like the cold side of the moon
Silence you dudes like an empty room
Empty out with silencers
You get murdered like how it was in a saloon
Anastasia that is
Haters can’t live, talkin about they putting 8 in my wig
I got my dollars up, try ya luck, you die, no trial for us
Court appointed lawyers as foul as f-ck and I’m too fly
Cause when you’re locked in prison, you’re clock stop ticking
Now, you came home, the same age you went in
Mentality wise, get iller when boxed in
Fresh home, and right up top, you get it poppin
Freedom is a vitue, n-ggas hanging way past they parole curfew
Blwoing on that purple, know my street ties, beef wise
I let three fly over ya head, Welcome home P
Let gets get this bread, Dog shit

[Hook]
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