Текст песни Mobb Deep - Back at You, слова песни Mobb Deep

Текст песни Mobb Deep - Back at You

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No doubt..[Havoc]Ashes to ashes, dust to dustStainless steel gats - they never rust, fin` to bustYou get touched, blessed with the real side of lifeJust enough - you couldn`t fight it with your strongest micLaid down nigga eyes visualize bad perceptionMajor interference shoot your upper body sectionI travel like a two-two bullet, throughout your bodyRepped to the fullest, Queensbridge representinPresentin.. the hollow tip crewLoose lips sink ships, you talk shit I follow throughOnce the kite is sent, I might get bent but still plantedNo second thoughts, cause my conscience is demandinfor the bloodshed (bloodshed) I leave that mug red (mug red)I`m like cancer can`t catch me cause I done spread (done spread)Doorknob dead, enough said from the scene I fledwith the paranoid thoughts runnin round my headIt`s like that, war, project niggaz strike backIt`s on - what the fuck you say? I`ll be right backwith the gat, and temper, end your motherfuckin eraYour shorty set you up you betta dead herHunger for the cheddar big Benz or betterArmeretto sours, alcohol consumptionWhile you - runnin we thumpinDue to the fact +The Infamous+ is bumpinIce grill, son you frontinChorus: Mobb Deep (repeat 4X)It`s like that, war, project niggaz strike backIt`s on - what the fuck you say? I`ll be right back[Prodigy]Welcome to the fact that, here take thatRight back at you, I`m goin at Duke, already ran throughWasn`t hard to capture, what is it that your goin after?(What is it what is it?) The forty-fifth`ll make your clothes damperPut in the hamper, the fabulous Infamous movin stainlessCrimes heinous, to all my niggaz hold your bangersLive in action, if you were dapped then relax thenThe fuck you said? I`ll be right back with mac`s thenblastin, tearin up your Fila fashionGive him what he ask an` fill you in on what happenedBack at the cabin, be at the round table planninto spread team across planet, expand shitSlap a nigga open handedly style, somethin foulfor tryin to slow down, my cash pile a hundred milesI can recall the days, juvenile crime paysFourteen years old, shorty from round wayBrick-ass cold, still pump from night to dayBut why did my life have to be this way?I rock Velour suits, flavors like mixed fruitsMy loot give recoup, razors in my suit case they try to troop me to the IslandI`m known for start whylinBack in New York, my soldiers got the cash piled inPeep this, dome we`ll blows on some nose and teeth shitSo much drama, who the fuck knows we got beef with?Lift you up off your feet like ski liftPull back the big fifth for niggaz who wiffThem niggaz you withThen I`m on the next light, gettin bent in the cloudsOn my way down South for international crowds(Word up, word up son, we gotta get this motherfuckin money kid Knahmsayin? What up kid? Fuck that son..)Chorus: Mobb Deep (repeat 4X)It`s like that, war, project niggaz strike backIt`s on - what the fuck you said? I`ll be right back{*ad libs to fade*}

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Back at You

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