Lyrics:
Mobb Deep yeah
Clinton Sparks! We're about to
Pop off real fast this is H right here
Got P by my side ya heard?
(Uh, huh) Let's do it like this
Check it
out of holes by hustling
To [????] hold your pain or either a fever
And held a target side Buddha, now I'm looser
I fantasise about this [????] I
days of war in Vietnam
Did two tours of duty with his new love heroin
You knew he'd be covicted before he was ever tried
Did his time in Chino, then
who's not? Who shelf, who drop?
Did a five city tour, came home, new drop
Top of the food chain ox it's therapy
OG lit, meet Hennessy
Feed all my niggas
on the block I'm from
A dream girl to many brothers, but true to none
Her reputation was enormous, a real go getter
And once a brother met her, he wanted to get
a sandwich first with government cheese
Uncle Black got a new sawed-off
When them booty kids show up we gone blast they ass off
Niggas be mean mugging wide
what they do
When a hook come around
Them kids come down
They a tell on you
It's snakes in the grass
Getting trapped by rodents
Potent we smoking
stopped
when Smokey was killed by the M-I-see-Cops
Minnie was hurt, lost without a clue
To her, there was no chance of gettin' somebody new
So she
What you think I'm a fucking worm like you?
I told you, man, I told you, don't fuck with me
I told you, no fucking kids, no, but you wouldn't
to go to, you know
Trader Joe's and have it shipped to me"
Victory, history
More G than a kid's movie, Royalty
My name is Rock in the new drop
My
the streets grow worse
Fuck the whole world kid my money comes first
Cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
If you're not family, then you die by me
Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way
Bitch, yeah, ha
Compton most wanted
Haunted by the ghost of the dead
Climbing out the casket
With a bullet in the head
All blue, all red, smothers
the sector, I wreck the microphonin'
I'm quick to pull a Tek and snap that neck and leave ya moanin'
Kid I'm zonin', it's on and I'm back up on the block
shit from New Orleans
Players and pimps that bit off fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, powder blue Wally's is dyed, vanilla bBally's is mean
Kid
suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examinant
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writer's block, my
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
the first time
Kids in my block going
Loco they busting through my front door
My two piece pretty polos
PJs with the loafs tho
Kick me round the block
Let's take it to Yonkers, Blok Party
Yeah, what? New DMX
Niggaz is scared to fuck with the Dog 'cause I'm shady
You remember that kid from runnin'
I seen this girl, walking down the block
I said, "wait!"
"Yo baby, you wanna come to my crib?"
"Have some donuts and milk?"
"Listen to a pop tune
cutest new kid should've seen my face
Brown boy and I'm sittin good with the high fade
On the track flashin like its pics I'm straight snappin
No cappin in
those in power
Will make your kids obey the coward
So, submit yourself to the new world shit
Watch the puppets dance and do the twist
The umbilical cord
was famous
My naked wrist look like it got
Hit by a couple of paintas
Im gettin money but the fact
That im gangsta nevea changes
I goy my Locs on waitin
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