Tytuł: Y.B.E

• Wykonawca: Mobb Deep
• Wyświetleń: 156

  
   .. much more than you asked
  So many years and tears, the blood and sweat that fell
  Now it speak for itself
  I be the same nigga.. (get rich nigga)
  Uh-huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga..
  We take yours nigga..
  
  Yo, yo I can see it Dunn, yo let's be it Dunn
  and we can manifest all the cash we ever dreamed of
  It's the cream I love, for the team I shove
  all fakeness and everything else to far away from us
  Ain't no discussin for the plush life
  My niggaz go hard and knock y'all down to survive
  In this jungle, wilderness, we was raised
  by the wolves and the scavengers, instincts like a animal
  But it toughened us, put a whole lot of thug in us
  And it paid off, cause can't none of y'all fuck with us
  Don't get it twist, I know, anyone can get touched
  but uhh - my style of Dunn is too quick to bust
  and too swift to just, talk in angles to
  Let me straighten that shit out for you, peep it
  I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, the best kept secret
  We killers, but chill Dunn (shhh) that's best kept secret
  Let's not jump off the topic, we talkin bout cash
  Fuckin with mines'll be, much more than your ass
  So many years and tears and blood and sweat that fell
  This dirt underneath my fingernails speak for itself
  I be the same if I had billions
  You couldn't understand my pain if you lived it
  Give me the riches, and all of my Dunns'll be drivin
  It's beautiful to see the click, live comfortable
  
  {*Chorus: Prodigy and B.G.*}
  [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  [B.G.] Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
  Keep yourself laced, and get your ones
  Get your Dunns out the slums
  [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  [B.G.] Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
  Get your bucks, and get big
  Stash your first millions and live off the interest
  [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  [P] To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
  
  [B.G.]
  When I hit the block, pistol on my side, bundle of dope in my socks
  Dime bags of powder, sack of twenty dollar rocks
  I'ma hustler, I was taught be bout green
  Therefore, I got to have it by all means
  I be thuggin, B.G. was raised that way
  Can't see me bein a hoe, you'll get played that way
  If I'm broke, you got coke, unhands that yay
  Be a man, don't break it off, gotta blast that K
  Drama, I love that, I bring that shit
  Dick get hard off that shoot-em-up and bang bang shit
  I'm Mobb Deep, with this click that I'm with, believe that
  Disrespect us if you want, we bang for feedback
  Glock got a bad mouth, when it start it don't stop
  Black talons go straight through the heart and close shop
  I'ma guerilla, I run with jackers and gangsters
  Convicted felons, and believe we armed and dangerous
  It gets real, I'm prepared for whatever it come to
  Let me catch ya with your drawers down, I'ma down you
  Police will find you in a project dumpster
  withcha dick cut off, stuffed in your mouth motherfucker
  I don't care, about you or no nigga that you fuck with
  Alla y'all can slip and get your head busted
  B.Geezy love this, gangsta shit nigga
  Whoever I beef with I creep and spank ya quick nigga
  
  {*Chorus*} 2X