Текст (слова) песни: Mobb Deep f Big Noyd - The Infamous

Hey yo Queen`s get the Money long time no cash
I`m caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
the fool retaliated so I had to think fast
pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last
Now who the fuck you think is livin` to this day?
I`m tryin` to tell these young niggas crime don`t pay
they looked at me and said "Queen`s niggas don`t play. Do your thing
I`ll do mine kid stay outta my way".
It`s type hard tryna survive in New York state
can`t stop till I`m eatin` off a platinum plate
po po comes around and tries to relocate me
lock me up for ever but they can`t deflate me `cause
havin` cash is highly addictive
especially when you`re used to havin` money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain`t no love it seems the devil done stole my soul
I`m out for delfia, selfia, P`s not helpin` ya
I`m tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular
yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin`?) I can`t cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope.

Yo it`s the r - a double p
e - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas can`t fuck with me
comin` straight outta QB
pushin` an Infiniti
you ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally?
Definitely, to the death of me
come and test me
trust me, nigga couldn`t touch me if he snuff me
so bust me, you`re gonna have to, `cause I`ma blast you
my lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
I`m born wit` it
I`m gettin` on wit` it
an` I`ma have it `til I`m fuckin` dead and gone wit` it
`cause I`m a what? Composer of hardcore
a lyrical destructor
don`t make me buck ya, cause I`m a wild muthafucka
you know my flow, you know my stilo
even pack my gat when I go to see my PO
Jump out my hooptie
pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty
in case my PO try to troop me to the island
and if I start wildin`
flippin` on niggas walkin` around wit` da nice gold medallions
but she didn`t violate me, so I escaped see
back to Queen`s pumpin` the fiends makin` more Cream
know what I mean? I`m a natural born hustler
won`t try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya.

Yo babe no time for fakin` jacks
Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs
the streets is real can`t roll without steel
I feel how I feel `cause I was born to kill
do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal
brothers is starvin`, don`t try to find a job son
it`s all about robbin`
so don`t be alarmed
when we come through, `cause we supposed to
if you opposed to
get your face blown dude, off the map
cause I react, attack
a brother wasn`t blessed with wealth so I act like that
drug dealin`
I`m frontin on the world once I start 4-wheelin`
Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride
Sippin E & J, gettin` bent all night
Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life
Step to his business `cause it`s only right
po po ain`t around so I grab my pound
Money retaliated so I hit the ground
my life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
can`t see myself gettin` bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain`t even from my town
hit him up in the chest and now he`s layin` me down dead
and up from under the benches I started hearin` sirens
I stop firin`
He cut ass like a diamond
Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief
stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window
call my son, "yo son we got beef
but no question
Money had a problem so I solved him".

I got my mind on the stick-up now it`s time to get paid
thinkin` of ways to take loot already made
there`s crime in the air, ain`t no time to be afraid
gimme yours and get laid
give up the goods and get sprayed.
I got lots of love, for my crew that is
no love for them other crews and rival kids
all them out-a-town niggas know what time it is
and if they don`t they need to buy a watch
word up
caught up in the cross-fire get theyself hurt
while I be sippin` gin straight in a plastic cup

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» Mobb Deep f Big Noyd - Streets Raised Me
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It`s type hard tryna survive in New York state can`t stop till I`m eatin` off a platinum plate po po comes around and tries to relocate me lock me up for ever but they can`t deflate me `cause havin` cash is highly addictive especially when you`re used to havin` money to live with I thought step back look at my life as a whole Ain`t no love it seems the devil done stole my soul I`m out for delfia, selfia, P`s not helpin` ya I`m tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin`?) I can`t cope With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope. Yo it`s the r - a double p e - r, n - o - y - d Niggas can`t fuck with me comin` straight outta QB pushin` an Infiniti you ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? Definitely, to the death of me come and test me trust me, nigga couldn`t touch me if he snuff me so bust me, you`re gonna have to, `cause I`ma blast you my lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual I`m born wit` it I`m gettin` on wit` it an` I`ma have it `til I`m fuckin` dead and gone wit` it `cause I`m a what? Composer of hardcore a lyrical destructor don`t make me buck ya, cause I`m a wild muthafucka you know my flow, you know my stilo even pack my gat when I go to see my PO Jump out my hooptie pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty in case my PO try to troop me to the island and if I start wildin` flippin` on niggas walkin` around wit` da nice gold medallions but she didn`t violate me, so I escaped see back to Queen`s pumpin` the fiends makin` more Cream know what I mean? I`m a natural born hustler won`t try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya. Yo babe no time for fakin` jacks Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs the streets is real can`t roll without steel I feel how I feel `cause I was born to kill do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal brothers is starvin`, don`t try to find a job son it`s all about robbin` so don`t be alarmed when we come through, `cause we supposed to if you opposed to get your face blown dude, off the map cause I react, attack a brother wasn`t blessed with wealth so I act like that drug dealin` I`m frontin on the world once I start 4-wheelin` Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride Sippin E & J, gettin` bent all night Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life Step to his business `cause it`s only right po po ain`t around so I grab my pound Money retaliated so I hit the ground my life is on the line gotta hold my projects down can`t see myself gettin` bodied by a clown-ass nigga That ain`t even from my town hit him up in the chest and now he`s layin` me down dead and up from under the benches I started hearin` sirens I stop firin` He cut ass like a diamond Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window call my son, "yo son we got beef but no question Money had a problem so I solved him". I got my mind on the stick-up now it`s time to get paid thinkin` of ways to take loot already made there`s crime in the air, ain`t no time to be afraid gimme yours and get laid give up the goods and get sprayed. I got lots of love, for my crew that is no love for them other crews and rival kids all them out-a-town niggas know what time it is and if they don`t they need to buy a watch word up caught up in the cross-fire get theyself hurt while I be sippin` gin straight in a plastic cup Нравится песня? 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