Текст песни Mobb Deep f Big Noyd - Party Over
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Intro/Chorus:Whatever? Party`s over tell the rest of the crewYo P, it`s on you, what you wanna do?*repeat x3*Verse 1: Prodigy, HavocEvery day of my life since 11-2-74on the street makin non-stop CREAM galorePackin heat, stickin up weed stores and moreCollectin interest off of extortions to settle my scoreIt gets deeper when things get realI`m down to stickin out West Bank for my millAnd I`m from Hampstead, it`s close to the shacks of Park SouthWell I`ll be outside slingin, you`re always highAnd don`t come around to the crossroads of lifeWe`re to the death, you and me, this beef for eternityI`m goin out to the fullest extentSo far into my troubles it`s hard for me to get backto my everyday self and composureCatch you when you open then I bring you to a closurePut ice on a razor and freeze ya when ya shelterI went for ya grill but you dent from my *?rolder?*I know this kid who says he knows ya because of thatNow I know where ya lay ya hat at and that`s thatSay no more, I put it on you while you was yawningMurder without warning the very next morningOnce we step thru the door, party over, that`s the endinYou and your crew`ll leave out, a bunch of dead menBump me and I`ll bump you backYou ain`t tough black, niggas like you just get their life jackedBut I`ma cool nigga til you push me thru the limitBut try ta play me and ya ass I get up all in itDon`t try to cop please now son, it`s dead and done(I gave you fair warning) So run and get your gunsIt`s on, time to show em how I performMy attitude`ll transform, leave you dead plus wrongGettin the flow within, representin for QueensShit is real, why you hopin that it`s all a dreamBut you can`t wake up, wettin a chest you blessChokin off your own blood, don`t blame me you brought your own deathChorus:Aiyo Noyd, it`s on you, what you wanna do?Whatever? Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewYo Big Noyd it`s on you, what you wanna do?Whatever? Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewYo Big Noyd it`s on you, what you wanna do?Whatever? Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewYo Big Noyd it`s on you, what you wanna do?Whatever? Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewVerse 2: Big Noyd, ProdigyMy beeper kept beepin, the other numbers started leakin`Who is this on my mind?` I was thinkinThen I realised it was my dun playin 911Once I seen the numbers I ran for the fuckin gunsMy dun in trouble, I be there on the doubleI jumped up in the bubble, yo kid where are you?(1-14 between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)This happened just right out the blueAiyo dun, fuck that bitch, tell her get off your dick(But she`s cryin and she says she has feelins and shit)Yo it`s a settup, them niggas got me fed upTy stay in the buildin, if they move fuckin buck emGet up off the scene, you know what I mean?and hide yourself down with them other fuckin sixteenGlock and get off they blockThen I hung up the cellular, ready to rockand it`s onYo, you get deaded in the streets, kid set itYou gots no credit, fool you get wettedup with the semi-auto Mac double, love it`Did he shoot eleven or twelve?` is what he wonderedNigga I got one more shot, you must be drinkinPut the heater to his head, watch him start blinkin`Am I goin to heaven or hell?` is what he`s thinkinSwitch to a bitch as his life start sinkindown to a level of no returnPull out the heat cos when the slugs hit it definitely burnsNow chill and think about your life for realEvery member of my crew is livin life for realGot your self fucked into somethin that you couldn`t finishUp against the fulliest squad and get diminishedI`m from Q-U-E another E-N-SSo why you small tough talk? I`m not impressedIf I seen you in the Bridge, I`d make you undressgive up the money, the polo especially the GuessChorus:Big Noyd! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewHavoc! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewBlack Ice! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewQueensbridge! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewThe Big Twins! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewTy! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewYo Black! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewMy man Killer! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewGerm! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewKarate Joe! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewRon Gotti! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewKarl Capone! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewRasheim! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewStobo! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewTena! Party`s over, tell the rest of the crewSkins! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewAnd the whole fuckin projects! It`s over, tell the rest of the crewIt`s over, tell the rest of the crewIt`s over, tell the rest of the crewParty`s over, tell the rest of the crewParty`s over, tell the rest of the crewThe motherfuckin party`s over, tell the rest of the crewOutro:Get that nappy upYo get that nappy upSon get that nappy upQueens get that nappy upYo get that nappy up*talkin to fade*