Tytuł: Live Foul

• Wykonawca: Mobb Deep
• Wyświetleń: 273

Yeah, yeah
  Yo son
  No fucking doubt baby
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Its real, its real
  Its real, its real
  Yeah let them niggas know
  Yeah
  Say QB
  
  [Hook]
  [Havoc] Everywhere that I go now
  I keep that thing right with me
  It is because I live foul
  Shorty like blue piece coming
  [Prodigy] I got bitches all only back
  I got niggas all in my face
  It get serious it ain't no game
  So I got to keep that thing at my waist
  
  [Havoc]
  Which part of no games niggas don't understand
  Your dealing with one dead serious black man
  Whose first resort is to squeeze, second thought to breath
  Love this freedom so you know how I be
  And why these niggas want to pull me in
  I ask myself that same question over and over again
  It's a small world my girl, I'm smashing a friend
  Ain't no love lost might as well join the fuck in
  I've been telling niggas how my gangster get
  You can trace it all the way back to the infamous
  When niggas out now was on infamil
  Fuck a hotel nigga was fogging a windshield
  Wrecking my first wheel they was barely bulking
  Now this dun language is the motivation of their talking
  A hate in my blood you won't find one drop
  But let a nigga stunt and he will get dropped
  So
  
  [Hook]
  
  [Prodigy]
  Yo dun what up scream at your dog
  These niggas been wilding since niggas been gone
  Fake niggas stunt like their really that strong
  You really that bitch nigga pussy, thongs
  P that nigga that will break your jaw
  You get jumped by a mobb of niggas for sure
  Who get cut bucked and left for dead
  We get fucked sucked and extra bead
  Partying with the ladies is crazy dic
  Make you want to have babies and eat the fish
  You won't feel safe in the same place as us
  We make niggas want to stay far away from us
  We make bitches panties wet, they pray for us
  Want to see a nigga live and be safe as such
  We back with more of that murda muzik bitch
  I'm going to bang on a nigga that confuse the shit
  
  [Hook]
  
  [H] That thing is closer than blood and thicker than water
  [P] You niggas is like fleas and guns pluck em off dun
  [H] Scratch that itch then get rid of that bitch
  [P] Then we mobb out with the sixes looking sickening
  [H] Thats when beautiful whip we tearing the streets up
  [P] We got the big stash box so we can fit the street sweeper
  [H] My duns keep it at any time its nothing
  [P] You run around like you got a pass or something
  
  [Hook x2]