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Mobb Deep
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(Get me) Uh-huh
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(They pretty) Uh-huh
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(Wit me) Uh-huh
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(It's crispy) Yeah!
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Whoo! Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo.
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Y'all just blowin smoke, fan in the fire
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Your wife is gettin curious homie you better hide her
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Keep it gully baby boy, share that
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Easy when you see me, I don't like to get stared at
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Niggaz only mad cause they asses can't rap
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Soup the cowards up, if you want, get your man clapped
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Yeah, sealed signed delivered, anthrax
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You got a thousand niggaz I'll do numbers with half that
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Catch me whylin out with a mami in Club Black
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Enough on the wheels make me feel like the tunnel packed
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Yeah, if it's some' I'm feelin you runnin that
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And we don't let a thing slide baby, what's up with that?
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Talk on the jack like Feds, got the phone tapped
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Havoc make tracks, didn't know, just hold that
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Career ain't goin so well, I got that
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Slide you some hot shit, nigga it's a wrap!
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See the cats in the whips want to, get me
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But I got the pounds and them .9's, they pretty
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See me on the streets, them gorillas they, wit me
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Bills in the pockets, know them things is, crispy
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Yeah, y'all niggaz pussy son
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Y'all not known for bustin them guns
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So for the .9 I got beef for days
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Y'all want it wit us don't get carried away
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Call the coroner
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Yo, a closed mouth don't get fed, that's why I talk to him
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I'm hungry, niggaz is eatin fo' pounds, I walk through 'em
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Either you shook or your .9 spray
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You got a row of sixteen and a clip, one in the head around my way
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Fuck with my money you be shot the fuck up
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The name Littles got the streets locked the fuck up
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Dumped off the bridge, body mopped the fuck up
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When them Mobb Deep boys creep or pop the fuck up
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There ain't a nigga that can cramp my style
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Fifteen get money, livin frozen out
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You cowards softer than a bitch, get a baby wipe
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'Fore I show you what the .9 or three-eighty like
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Want beef muh'fucker come and get me
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All this rap in the booth, or whassup in the street
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Not a nickel get sold in the park 'less I eat
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Think different the mac'll spin you like the G-Unit piece
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See the cats in the whips want to, get me
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But I got the pounds and them .9's, they pretty
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See me on the streets, them gorillas they, wit me
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Bills in the pockets, know them things is, crispy
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Aiyyo, hey hey
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Look I walk around with my pound in a glass
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Puffin my haze, missed with that dro and sprinkled some hash
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How I roll? Why would you ask?
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Know I'm swingin my piece, pocket full of G's, gun in the stash
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I know y'all roll with the boys with the badge
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That's why when you kick that gangsta rap, homie I just laugh
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From the ave, where snitches get blast
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They say, no Noyd, you won't blow makin songs like that
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I say, homie you sell your soul to glitter, it don't last
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I don't get no bigger, I'ma keep it realer to death
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Fuck is a check if you ain't bustin a tec
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Nigga we countin the scrilla with the gun on the deck
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Countin the gang that snaps, think how many straps and vests
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We flash the pound around and knuckle down the rest
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We hate the E-mails and the phones, the spots get blown
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It's +Deep+, we can't even speak in certain rooms
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See the cats in the whips want to, get me
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But I got the pounds and them .9's, they pretty
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See me on the streets, them gorillas they, wit me
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Bills in the pockets, know them things is, crispy
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Yeah, y'all niggaz pussy son
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Y'all not known for bustin them guns
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So for the .9 I got beef for days
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Y'all want it wit us don't get carried away
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Call the coroner
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Nope, you get outta here, fuck outta here.
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I'm tellin you it's somethin 'bout them Mobb Deep boys, they no joke
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They blood-thirsty for that rap music yo
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It's not a song, it's a goddamn bomb fittin to blow
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They not a group, they a muh'fuckin gang for sho'
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More than a gang, we more like a troop and oh
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Let's not forget to mention our jewels is whoa
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All our guns get blown, all my fools is loc
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E'rytime we drop a new one the streets gon' go
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Straight berserk, cause we don't play with that there
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They know it's safe to spend they money over here
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E'rytime they cop from somebody else, the shit wack
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That shit there is doo-doo, the shit here is crack
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Get 'em all higher than Scotty could ever beam 'em
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They know it's safe to spend they dough over here
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Fuck that new shit, they high wear off too fast
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Them niggaz got garbage, this is that smack!
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See the cats in the whips want to, get me
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But I got the pounds and them .9's, they pretty
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See me on the streets, them gorillas they, wit me
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Bills in the pockets, know them things is, crispy
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Yeah, y'all niggaz pussy son
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Y'all not known for bustin them guns
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So for the .9 I got beef for days
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Y'all want it wit us don't get carried away
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Call the coroner
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