YeahM.O., M.O.B.B.B.
Yeah, okay, now
You know who we got up in this bitch (Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street
((Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch)
Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped
(Havoc) And we don't give a fuck (fuck) like you don't give a fuck (fuck)
Death toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust
Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust
Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us
Catch me in that GT Coupe, with the flat screen drooped
When I pass by, have you stuck, S.U.'s, black 'em up
in the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley
TwentyWhips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots
that pop off, buck buck
Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there
Shit real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot
Shit can happen have yo' ass, disappear in thin air
You bitch you call cop, you snitch and that's off top
ever gonna play me motherfuckers get shot (boy)
My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not
(Chorus (Prodigy)
Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy nigga
You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my nigga
We dead serious, you niggaz is livin jokes
We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones
When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome
YMeanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone
And we don't give a loud motherfuck about who you are
Meanin that shit is out the window, we won't give it a thought
What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved
(We what you would call, niggaz that talk it walk it and live it
Your music is not "Murder," you an Infamous mimic
(Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison
You what we would call, niggaz who suck dick for a living (Chorus - repeat 2X).
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