Bring it to these son Yeah, it's war shit It's war shit And you what Dun
It makes you sick to hear the Mobb bang like Infamous for the world to hate or play Don't give a fuck if you can't with this My dun's heads bop to this, we out like a tourist And more noise than them other rap niggas No gimmicks, pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics, incredible beats, don't to rub it in But small time, beneath our feet Straight ass cheeks, be askin' for ass whippings Guns kick like Pelle, my big be jumping like Jordan Often lay a man down on the floor, when it like that I'm not blowing off rounds, so you can sounds
So you can run back, actin' you a vet And swearin' you dead, you survived some shit Now what's this? It's not going down like Ground that like punishment Dumpin' out full when we dumb out Though I'd rather do music and the fuck out
Dun you bugged out, I'm trying to walk a route But niggas always got 'til that piece come out And niggas always gonna something sweet Until they least expect you bringing action
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the gat blow while your shit rips My shit'll hit while you lettin' go So you can lower the That'll put odds against any attempt Any uprise, you ain't got it in you First of all, you too soft for
Point game track, y'all merk like a nascar And be out Buck 80 on the mar Hennesy spillin' all my radar charged, niggas getting amped off the Mobb shit Have you wildin' out on some shit Fit to make you dance at the time, stop and glance Slap flames out the nigga with the wrong
Young niggas, young minds, but that quite niggas, smart niggas, who started from the stairs How dare, you try to around the way? In fear a nigga that been there for years Shout words that we live, but don't play it 'Cause the shit go down, you be like they did it
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Taste test this, shit, bitches love this They wanna dub this, thugness It ain't easy to find, shit like I'm a species, you're a dime a gross a dozen heist the least, keep silence the most Regulate with the rest of my out the pockets of coke, make the cops boat I down your whole background yo
Irons, a permanent flesh, your soakin' You feel the shot pain heartbeat throbbin' Don't get excited, you'll make it worse fighting Spent most of my nights graveyard Make burial grounds, be man, grim reaper With all pleasure, pick his up, pick the heat up do it like the crematory Make it hot, make the temperature rise like
When I feel like getting' Yo fuck with it Dun I'm a away the pain until the brain get numb Can't all my dogs getting lost in the fog to return, I guess they heard God's call And nature surprise me now for the worst, and never believe the silver line clouds Scrutinize crowds, my Get suspect, we four-poundin' shit
me up in the mix With the next man broke and is on my A man of plenty, but an enemy, it was clear I be another problem, that he feenin' to fix But I can't have that, pull out, I try to grab Caught one nigga's like
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I say guns, money, pussy, Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, Boroughs, buildings, diseases, In N.Y.C
I say guns, money, pussy, Drugs, jewels, clothes, brawls, Boroughs, buildings, diseases, In N.Y.C
Tonight we gon' get party early So get it right