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[Charli] Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry Niggas might rob me See these niggas that go with car figures Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure Matchin` Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga Roll the custom built shit, I bust them clips Niggas trust my lips, while they suck they dicks Plus the Kiss be the Long Goodnight Murderous bitch be the wrong in spiked-typed Price right, be that song, the right type But only if Havoc and P spittin` wit` me And they say they gon` see that C.B. nice wit` it Hinnesy and Rimmy, and give me some ice wit` it Shake down, niggas`ll throw some dice in it Put your Money on Chuck or in 9-9, you`re fucked Try your luck, stress this red-head I mix blood in my dye, like my faily ties
[Chorus: Havoc & Charli] When you in the mix with this shit Skin and bones, nothing but the fists Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid Other dogs posted up over here
Niggas fuckin` up, where my niggas at huh? Niggas be frontin`, where my niggas at what? Yo they don`t want it This is live nigga rap Scared getta gat but if not, it`s cool Cause right here is where it`s at
[Havoc] Yo, when I foul out on lab mouse One nut and I`m out Ain`t tryin` to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound Don`t give a fuck about a rumor Know how I get down Let my man`s do it, he gots to right to it Known Jay come through the door, still like they "Who this?" Don`t got beef, but got niggas, serious ones Make sure a nigga here, plus lasted wars And stay countin` all that cash when I`m fuckin` wit` `Un` Fuck around with my funds, got a bring a gun Please don`t make me have to puncture ya lungs
[Ty Nitty] Cause we the ones rockin` `em, the ones toppin` `em Gold bars unpredictable, like Mystikal and Shock and `em We heavenly like BIG, Pac and them Mobb Deep and Charli Baltimore, who`s coppin` `em Who`s lockin` `em, who`s hotter then them It`s like a dice game and Crack Tito totterin` them
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[Prodigy] Yo, all and together we gon` rush the front door Get at them They dumpin` our songs, so now it`s on Infamous, my niggas pop clips to this And fight to it Niggas respect it, it`s like we magnetic It`s like the last thing you want is drama Go at the girls, have a good time, don`t make it a problem While we pop bottles of Mo` Burn down bottles of `dro Smack that ass of models and ho`s Rappin`, all ya`ll some rag old bunnies Ready to jump off I`m on the side fondlin` this Marcy Black Barbie doll, Q.B. bitches ready to brawl Charli Baltimore payin` dues, got it `em balled At the bar slashin` bitches Over some niggas From a Wayne cell, we stuff back in `96 Spaid like... swallow the Gin, we musclin` in Play ya par kid, don`t be a talkative Marvin
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