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"Mobb Deep"
"Mobb Deep"
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Bring it to these niggas son Yeah, it's that war shit It's that war shit [Comin through comin through like whaaat] And you know what DunIt makes you sick to hear the Mobb bang like this Infamous for the world to hate or play this Don't give a fuck if you can't rock with this My dun's heads bop to this, we stand out like a tourist And make more noise than them other rap niggas No gimmicks, just pure adrenalineRaw lyrics, incredible beats, don't mean to rub it in But you're 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 I'm not blowing off rounds, so you can hear soundsSo you can run back, actin' like you a vet And swear on your debt, you survived some real shit Now what's this? It's not going down like this Ground that nigga like punishment Dumpin' out full clips when we dumb out Dun I'd rather do music and chill the fuck outDun you bugged out, I'm trying to walk a peaceful route But niggas always got mouth 'til that piece come out And niggas always gonna think something sweet Until they least expect you bringing action exactlyIt be the guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CI say guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CFeel the gat blow while your shit rips My shit'll hit while you lettin' niggas go So you can lower the wrist That'll only put odds against any attempt Any provoke uprise, you ain't got it in you First of all, you too soft for fastballPoint game track, y'all merk like a jaguar nascar The readout: a buck 80 on the sonar 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 ideaYoung niggas, young minds, but that quite contraire Young niggas, smart niggas, 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 don't play with it 'Cause when the shit go down, you be like they did itIt be the guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CI say guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CTaste test this, military shit, bitches love this They mans wanna dub this, thugness It ain't easy to find, shit like mine I'm a rare species, you're a dime a gross That's a dozen heats at least, keep silence the most Regulate with the rest of my establishment Blast out the pockets of coats, make the cops boat I break down your whole background yoIrons, a permanent flesh, your clothes soakin' You feel the shot pain every heartbeat throbbin' Don't get excited, you'll only make it worse fighting Spent most of my nights graveyard shifting Make burial grounds, be that man, grim reaper With all pleasure, pick his feet up, pick the heat up Let's do it like the crematory Make it hot, make the temperature rise like mercuryWhen I feel like getting' bent Yo don't fuck with it Dun I'm a drink away the pain until the brain get numb Can't take all my dogs getting lost in the fog Never to return, I guess they heard God's call And nathin' don't surprise me now Prepare for the worst, and never believe the silver line clouds Scrutinize crowds, my surroundings Get suspect, we start four-poundin' shitPicture 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 can't have that, pull out, I try to grab that Caught one nigga's like where Hav atGuns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CI say guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CI say guns, money, pussy, cars Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, killings Boroughs, buildings, diseases, stress In these N.Y.CTonight we gon' get this party early So let's get it right
Это интересно:Mobb Deep (чит. Моб Дип) - музыкальный дуэт из Нью-Йорка, района Квинс. Группа состоит из двух участников - Хавока (Havoc) и Продиджи (Prodigy). Стиль дуэта - хардкор рэп. После того, как Mobb Deep выпустили свой второй альбом "The Infamous", о них узнали многие. Их сингл Shook Ones Pt. 2 словно взрывал все чарты. Сейчас парни в разгаре сил, и в ноябре 2011 года они выпустили "Black... продолжение
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