Текст (слова) песни: Mobb Deep - Its Mine

Yeah.. yeah.. [hahahaha] uh-huh, yeah yeah

[hah hahahaha] huh yo, you know it

Infamous ninety-nine (infamous ninety-nine)

[hahahaha] infamous two thousand

(aint nuttin but thugs over here baby)

[ahhh hahahaha].. [hahaha].. [hah haha]

[havoc]

Yo... straight thugs on this side - its do or die to the death

Like the terminal ill takin they last breath

Read your last rites - god, forgive me

For the sin Im about to commit - takin a life

Kill or be killed, rather that than somebody else

Readin my will - you feel what I feel, you know the deal

Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the head

Hearin noises, dead tired, eyes bloodshot red

Sleep with half closed eyelids

Some say its strange, sometimes thats how strange life get

Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see when

Niggaz slippin off point, on the strength they bet

Scopin your ice, appraisin it like the diamond district jeweler

With they hand on the biscuit

Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react quick?

Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin my wife

On my thousand dollar mattress

Its the world that I live in, q.b. made me

A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me

Chorus: nas {singing to the chorus of brandys "the boy is mine"}

Yall need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck..

What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine

Yall need to give it up.. cause we dont give a fuck..

What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine

[prodigy]

I got the style of a still-born child, Im ill

If its beef, poke him with the fork, make sure hes done well

(very very) the sreets raised me crazy, now Im immune to it

So when they start shootin, well stop the music

Keep it moving thats how we do it (cmon, cmon dunn)

Been through more drama than the baldwins, you still crawlin

(still crawlin) apply street rules to the office, high performance

Rap author, made millions off of - melodic, hypnotic productions

Thatll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions

(you feel me? you feel me? )

You feel me? Ill write a graphic page

Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the projects

We the black mobb, it gets deeper than rap music

(dont get no realer than this!)

Its more real than any words I can muster

Pull the black cadillac trucks up (what? )

Hop out them shits like what? yall niggaz cant touch us

Chorus

[nas escobar]

Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt

Halle berry blew a kiss at the barbara streisand concert

Silk pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing

And Ill front like my doo doo dont stink

Instinct like cuba gooding steppin out the latest toy

Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the floor

Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin

Just to think, that was yesterdays action

Cause today goes either way - we came a long way

From hallway steps and hand-me-down shit

Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, nextel cell roam

Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home

Quincy jones posters

Wake up, guns under my pillow, I cant talk around chauffeurs

Shit is better than a novel, autobiographic

Spit it on tracks, it becomes classic

Start some, make my heart pump, spark one, Im God son

Nastradamus, last one to blast one when the narcs come

Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds

When you feel the heat, comin and flee with the murder weapon

Ill release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson

Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you past it

Cremate your flesh to ashes

You dont need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

Chorus

[nas]

The, life, is, mine (repeat 3x)

Ill will..

You need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck

What yall niggaz want.. we dont give a fuck

Thug, life, is, mine

Yall need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck..

What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine

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[hah haha] [havoc] Yo... straight thugs on this side - its do or die to the death Like the terminal ill takin they last breath Read your last rites - god, forgive me For the sin Im about to commit - takin a life Kill or be killed, rather that than somebody else Readin my will - you feel what I feel, you know the deal Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the head Hearin noises, dead tired, eyes bloodshot red Sleep with half closed eyelids Some say its strange, sometimes thats how strange life get Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see when Niggaz slippin off point, on the strength they bet Scopin your ice, appraisin it like the diamond district jeweler With they hand on the biscuit Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react quick? Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin my wife On my thousand dollar mattress Its the world that I live in, q.b. made me A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me Chorus: nas {singing to the chorus of brandys "the boy is mine"} Yall need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck.. What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine Yall need to give it up.. cause we dont give a fuck.. What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine [prodigy] I got the style of a still-born child, Im ill If its beef, poke him with the fork, make sure hes done well (very very) the sreets raised me crazy, now Im immune to it So when they start shootin, well stop the music Keep it moving thats how we do it (cmon, cmon dunn) Been through more drama than the baldwins, you still crawlin (still crawlin) apply street rules to the office, high performance Rap author, made millions off of - melodic, hypnotic productions Thatll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions (you feel me? you feel me? ) You feel me? Ill write a graphic page Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the projects We the black mobb, it gets deeper than rap music (dont get no realer than this!) Its more real than any words I can muster Pull the black cadillac trucks up (what? ) Hop out them shits like what? yall niggaz cant touch us Chorus [nas escobar] Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt Halle berry blew a kiss at the barbara streisand concert Silk pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing And Ill front like my doo doo dont stink Instinct like cuba gooding steppin out the latest toy Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the floor Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin Just to think, that was yesterdays action Cause today goes either way - we came a long way From hallway steps and hand-me-down shit Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, nextel cell roam Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home Quincy jones posters Wake up, guns under my pillow, I cant talk around chauffeurs Shit is better than a novel, autobiographic Spit it on tracks, it becomes classic Start some, make my heart pump, spark one, Im God son Nastradamus, last one to blast one when the narcs come Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds When you feel the heat, comin and flee with the murder weapon Ill release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you past it Cremate your flesh to ashes You dont need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket Chorus [nas] The, life, is, mine (repeat 3x) Ill will.. You need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck What yall niggaz want.. we dont give a fuck Thug, life, is, mine Yall need to give it up.. we dont give a fuck.. What yall niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine Нравится песня? 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