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Tytuł: Delt W

  • Wykonawca: Mobb Deep
  • Wy¶wietleń: 192

  
   [Prodigy]
  Dunn it's real like that
  
  [Havoc]
  Uh huh yeah
  Uh huh yeah(uh huh)
  Yeah, ha(solo on that ass ? dealt with the bullshit)
  Check me out dunn(yeah)
  Check me out now(out yo)
  
  Yo
  Feel me on the road, feel me at the shows
  Feel me for what I stand for
  And I'ma do it til the death til I can't no more
  Fuck a hoe, it's all about dough
  Still, fuck her and still don't love em
  That's word to mother
  Un-cover the truth, enjoy my youth
  It's die or lose
  I wonder what if I was sittin in the pen
  On the strength that I had to hurt something
  Cuz my stomach hurtin
  I'm a cool nigga, but don't let me start buggin
  Love my moms, love my little sis, plus my little dunn
  Niggas gotta eat, fuck settling for crumbs
  Hell no, me a bum on the streets looking dumb
  Til hell freezes over yo y'all niggas better run
  
  [Chorus](Repeated 2x)
  (Havoc)
  Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit
  Lived through the bullshit
  So put a clamp on them loose lips
  My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)
  
  [Prodigy]
  Guns redundant
  My dunns move in abundance
  We loose cannons, my rugar will pop somethin
  What's all the frontin
  Being cavilier will get you nothing
  Or maybe touched though
  Keep pressing me and we be thumpin like the ? vs. the hawks
  When little boy got a foot long stuck in his back
  And punctured his lungs
  It's very brutal, how the N.I.C. will do you
  Yo get KO'ed and pissed on for being rude
  Yeah, respect the colors and the flag i wave
  Respect the I.M.D. embroidery
  My shit is classic and authentic
  Blowin dick
  Y'all niggas grafting my whole presence
  Get your own shit
  My voltage, be higher than the wire pole get
  King vulture, more flyer than your average rap pigeon
  Now, twist up your cheebas
  I get deeper in debt
  My rap page make niggas throw they reefer at us
  Love me, bless me, like you supposed to do
  Just don't test me niggas I be toasted up
  What(echoes)
  
  [Havoc]
  Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit and lived through the bullshit
  
  [Chorus #2]
  Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit
  Lived through the bullshit(no doubt no doubt, yeah yeah yeah)
  So put a clamp on them loose lips
  My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)
  
  [Prodigy]
  My style, identical to guns that burst
  I'm like a fourth when I go off, or even worse
  It's like an ill box cutter fight where no one backs down
  My shit burn, make em far from a clown
  
  [Havoc]
  Ay yo, likewise
  See a nigga that I can't trust is a nigga I despise
  Then I, reply with a cold shoulder
  You ain't a gat holder, you just a crossover switchover
  
  Chorus #2
  
  [Chorus #3]
  Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit
  Lived through the bullshit(uh huh, yeah)
  So put a clamp on them loose lips
  My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)