מילים לשיר Favorite Rapper – Mobb Deep

Yeah. yeah. aight?Motherfuckers! BitchCome through nigga. YO! (Havoc) I creep on the tippyAnd ain't nobody safe unless you bulletproof E'RYTHING Clappin at your baby, includin your entourage Don't be 'fraid of these slugs, they get you closer to God I'm a homegrown terror, my pops planted the seed When I wild, don't be mad at me, should blame him
War with us?The start of your end
Beef with these faggot
P?That's my grimy for life, don't fuck with him And if word get back to me, I'm buckin you Know it's on me hammers stuck to the hand just like glue
Like them O.G.'s smokin them trees of bamboo Shorty thought she knew me so I had to check her I don't know how you talk to them other cats, but I ain't them
I'm a Gemini bitch, that mean I flip with the weather (Nah!)Put it in your mouth girlfriend ( (H) Clap your favorite rapper, gives a FUCK Gimme a minute I'll crack that ass, whassup?
(P) It's like drugs cause we gettin it back, get it back like ki's how we get it back, it's a cash explosion (Prodigy)
Yeah that's right, that's right, that's right Know we done struck a jackpot Dunn, it's a wrap from now on Just keep servin these niggaz portions of that raw And sit back and countin this cash, we gettin off Knick
I won't stop 'til I can match my car with my clothes And ery'day of the week, I'm switchin up flows Spend ery'day with my peeps, half in the vultures Peace to Uncle Imeek, he holdin down the corporates . eatin like a Boss Hogg Clik
Don't have me cuttin niggaz down like the sniper You had me kill some'n, I'm tryin peel bundles
of that scratch, the thou's to the mills Paper that our next generation gon' feel Cause niggaz fuck with our money, we set it like the Bush family You niggaz gettin your money?Yeah do that for real.