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Correct Freestyle - Mobb Deep Lyrics
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Correct Freestyle - Mobb Deep
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Prodigy: The illustrious, ashes to ashes and dust to dust If you fuck with us, it' a must we bustin If you stand with us, nine times out of ten son He might get bucked Is we marked for death? Maybe marked for life Cut by the gem star, razor tight, try to avoid that Get this money up, live right, then it's put right Anybody standin in the Mobb way, the hard way To get his? Feet and the extra? Never lose sleep Never roll less than two deep Cause we mobb deep roll silent on this hard street Talk the? Only eat dog meat we was stompin on Have your mind baffled like an unknown phenomenon Chop shit up like it's time for some? Havoc: And all you bitches that you hittin' we done ran through that Plus? That's why the king's stand will crack Big Noyd: I die from the causes Dive in these streets of New York kid I'm dyin to find who the informer is You know the fam strictly biz So what the deal is dude Think you got a little confused Comin out of qb not dc Any problemo then see me Bring it to the T-O-P Rapper Noyd baby comin at ya Holdin it down gettin around Constantly comin at ya Right back at ya with thug shit Sit back relax you'll love this Slim Jim, brown skin and rugged Timb's unfastened pants saggin fuck it We can do it however you want it Even E&J or either blunted Catch me sober Peel a heat out of the holster and mini rover It's the new Noyd order I slaughter with Havoc and P Funk Flex Final Chapter Volume 3 nigga (Funkmaste Flex shout outs) Prodigy: Meditate to this Celbrate my shit Here's a toast to the most loved rap cage niggas Entertain the thought Of the grain being crossed And the pain is brought, 'cause in vain you talked This be the rapture they spoke of in Revelations Reveal the truth to the nations, it's only basic Public relations so real you could taste it Bitter to the mouth of those that hate this shit Calico: Face off, Jake's tryin to slap me in bracelets My rap papers is so major Base a wager that Timax won't pull out first Calico's verse fire, can I disperse Max like? Sax and A-blac? Dun burn that, put it all in they ear don't hold back In the Ac with the rest of my type, only my kind Niggaz that'll take you to war, you outta line Prodigy: You crossed the fine space between love and hatred Entertwined with the rest of my elite clique Countermoves get plenty steps ahead of you Men'll do all type of shit just to prove They militant but get knocked the fuck out the box quick They must have forgot how the mobb drop jewels and take spots Y'all dudes don't deserve to eat Mic check nigga, drop it like it's hot and bleed
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