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Mobb Deep Lyrics

Album: Amerikaz Nightmare

Real Niggaz Lyrics

[Intro Havoc]

 Yeah y'all know what it is

 Infamous has just entered the building

 Yeah, yeah mama

 Keep doing that just like that I like that

 But you got one problem

 You hanging with some real clowns over there

 They some real clown killers

 Shooting off in the air like that

 aye yo son where my real thugs n' them at

 

 [chorus x2]

 If you live nigga then you bussing your hammer

 All my real niggaz not having to stand up

 Niggaz better run or you'll be picking your man up

 Clapping at whoever I ain't even in handcuffs

 

 [Havoc]

 One hammer two hammer three hammers four

 H got drama with you I'm bringing it to your door

 We get money on tours cuffin them broads

 While we slutting them all then passing them off

 Peeling off in that Bentley coupe

 Got ma wetting them draws

 You know I keeps them in that birthday suit

 She know once that she up in that ride

 And we get pulled

 The hammers going in between her thighs

 Need a chick got to explain a thing

 She hip to it the games in her blood

 And down for the grind

 Till the death rep M.O.B.B

 You a problem with it then you know where to reach me

 I give them the business

 No mirrors or smoke screens

 Either you live it you live it

 Or you just fronting

 This rap shit for life

 P thats my Co-D

 We go back like staircases and O.E.

 Stop playing

 

 [chorus x2]

 

 [Prodigy]

 Nigga you thought wrong

 Now look at you now

 Look like sandwich meat with the ketchup sauce

 But you was just hollering about

 Infamous this infamous that

 Your mouth was going off

 Meanwhile we counts money piles

 Till our fingertips green and them shits is sore

 But we prefer plastic now

 Its nothing like when its your tour stacking cash on the floor

 saran wrap to the top jumpoffs wont fall down

 Its not my cash your bitch love

 Its how I kill it on the song

 And she get a taste of the dick

 She open now

 Its shiny like a door and I don't pay the bitch no thought

 I got alot of gall

 Thats what the bitch haal

 While I'm leaving her sight my heart is real cold

 Real hard on a hoe

 But much much harder for the dough

 It be a bloody slaughter when we through

 

 [chorus x2]

 

 [Havoc]

 So don't get mad because your hoe probably sucking the kid

 Attracted to the lifestyle of how us gangsters live

 Teach her all about life

 And the bees and birds

 And how I shut that shit down when the beef occurs

 And how I stick, and move all you see is a blur

 Yo I'm a cool ass dude until you push me sir

 And cant nobody squash this beef

 YOu get it on with us then you up shits creek

 Queens clique

 

 [Prodigy]

 Dont have me putting these bullets all in your ass

 Your era is done and your time is passed

 We better and these is the simple facts

 You real rusty

 My niggaz is built to last

 And its on

 We running around with our guns

 Jewelery fit for pharaohs

 Around our necks dun

 In o four our thuns get the o six trucks

 O lord

 there is no saving us

 

 [chorus x2]
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