Lyrics:
with the cowboy brand
Give it up fast, quick and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' this
an MC
I got a black ski mask but I don't ski
And if you diss Wiley or Jme
I will come to your set like
What soundboy, who is it? Who is it?
Everybody get
play wit' they nose
If ya like, she blow in ya butt
Eat ya dick and then lick ya nuts
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I'd still be drivin' this shit
Makin'
much I really do
[S.J.:] Do love you
[Twista:] Love you, cause you got my back
And you give me that scratch, and ya throat go deep
[Verse 2: N.A.R.D.S]
diluted or polluted
You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out the gutter
For underestimating as I'm
with the cowboy brand
Give it up fast, quick and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' this
Big man from the 244,
Roll deep with the boys in a 4 by 4,
You’re dumb if ya come for war,
Whole fleet show up on your front door for sure,
up
Just throw ya hands up
(Nigga don't want nothing
He got a little trick to listen) get 'em up
Last year mothafuckas tried to bury me deep
I had
joke
Eny3 trapping aa we quashing
We stay clean yab) atoso
Wo snitch aa i'm smashing
Bitch ass nigga's snitch pretend
Oneside na y3 hy3 at the pop
Deep
real deep through the depths ov my mined
lord knowz what il fined when i reach
coz i got so much to say in,so little time in such a short space i got
up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for
up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git something
Cause you and I got to do for
on
Yea, I'm deep with the gang and we getting litty
Don't fuck with the Niners we keep a fifty
If we talkin bout cash then I got plenty come get with me
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
And I'm somethin' like AI, 'cause if they try
Go and lock any door, man, I got the key (The Answer)
Took all my burdens and gave 'em to God (I did)
He
diluted or polluted
You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutter
For underestimatin' as I'm
the morning ‘fore ya get out and go
I got the kinda stick to make ya stop her at the door
Like one mo gin before ya leave getchu one mo in
Now that’s a queen
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
not don dada but I?
Believe – youngen’s explosive man
Through your bombs up
3-2-1 times up, Sqad up! holla
All I know… is
Is got my hustle on, get my
My nigga!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DJ Paul)
If you want to play with mafia boys
Ya'll know where we located
We ain't hard to find
We nation motherfucking
Finna do nigga
Murder at it's best
This is rap at it's finest
You can see my verse
Even if you the blindest
My raps is vivid, ya bitch I hit it
All ready
in that pussy
I'ma get deep in that pussy
I'ma get deep in that pussy
Give me three percs and some codeine
I swear to you, I'ma get deep in that
Than pull out a bitch, like a rabbit out a hat
Nigga if I want, I can have it like that
Fuck two or three bitches at the same time
Grab the microphone
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