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Mase - Take Whats Yours

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[mase]

Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough

Down for denaro, hit everything in the triburo

And Im the newest member of the bad boy team

And imma bring this nigga puff mad more c.r.e.a.m.

With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short

And imma take em back where biggie took em before

You stay a playa

Since you cant stay up with the pope

And stick to what you do best, stick to wearin coke

You lookin for excuses, ways to say youre broke

Cant keep a whip, cuz you cant pay the note

Fuck the side, Im waiting for you on top, mercedes drop

Black 380s cops, till the day I get knocked

All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly

And brush my waves so Im handsome when the bitches greet me

Word from the wise, niggas jerk pies, we hurt them guys

Bust lead, to skin they head and leave them circumcised

So how you wanna settle this?

Rappin or on some ghetto shit

We can do it yo way, with mics or with metal shit



1 - [dmx]

Niggas wanna shout, imma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, imma break jaws

Mase is comin out, we gon take yours

Harlem world uptown baby, we make wars

Niggas wanna shout, imma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, imma break jaws

Mase is comin out, we gon take yours

Harlem world uptown baby, we make wars



[mase]

Yo, yo before its all over, lot of blood gon be spilled

We aint discriminatin even thugs gon be killed

We early inheritors , born into c.r.e.a.m

If a nigga get sheist then we form as a team

Bullshit if you want and it be on for this c.r.e.a.m.

The weatherman dont even know the storm imma bring

But yo, Im not the man with whom you interact

So before you grab gatts to jack, remember that

You take dough from mase, you might as well send it back

I got thugs everywhere, where you going spending that

When clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall

Niggas play sick wid yall, wit me they aint sick at all

No matter how big or small, I get rid of yall

And shit I spit at yall, come in one size fit all



Repeat 1



[mase]

Yo, yo if you think Im on some sweet shit

Then wont you creep quick, I let the heat spit

Make a nigga "g" flick, classic criminal

Keep a gatt by my genitals, thugs love me

So dont get splashed for the minimal

We never vest up, be in a double breast tux

Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff

I let one lose, to show you I aint the one do

And I aint puffin nuthin, make all my gun shoot

You let your gun loose, none o em niggas gun proof

Watch them niggas drop, when I pop one in they sunroof

And we be lead bustin, leavin niggas head gushin

You niggas talkin bout guns like you said something

Ill be lacin em, hollow tips, I be wastin em

Thats what you faggots get, tryin to fuck with mase and em

Bad boy, 97, front, therell be none o that

And all you cats, running your trap, one in your cap



Repeat 1 until fade

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