Текст песни Mobb Deep f Jadakiss - One of Ours Part II
Mobb Deep f Jadakiss - One of Ours Part II слова песни
You know, situation like thisSometimes you know you gotta give back to the communityGotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off y`know?Teach `em a little somethin[Havoc]Pick you up, off your feet like a forklift, but instead it`s the four-fifthRagu red, your brain leakin them saucesLike an, autopsy leavin `em nauseous, when I aim at your bossesPut a pep in that bop that you walk withWhen my tec spittin at reinforcementsI could never be a victim, but the streets I endorsed itSpittin that real, y`all cowards just cough itLike fluids in my lungs, motherfucker I`m more sickYou turn them hoes off, I put `em on so they on thisYou talk game grammar school, mines metamorphicDem fools ain`t killin nuttin in the club, they all bentMy intent is to sober that ass up, leave `em all drenchedSee what a few cups of liquor can offsetGot a little paper, I ain`t stressin, they all pressAin`t sellin records, they come at me for more pressWhen they realize it`s real them dudes out coppin more vestsBetter learn how to[Chorus: repeat 2X]Wipe, them guns off, get that money moneyWipe, a nigga smile, off ain`t nuttin funnyShow, you motherfuckers, just how hungry youget, when your feet are touchin (kid a nigga hungry / yeah, he one of ours) ** changes each repeat[Prodigy]P gunna, shots stay a come upout them hammers at light speed, make it a hot summerin New York, New York - a.k.a. Ground ZeroThe Big Apple, with the worms in the middle (eww)The White Castle, the Empire StateThe home of that Time Magazine new faceMetropolis of the world, I`ll show you where I come fromby how the cash stack, and how I make a gun bustBut look past that, and listen how a killer beImagine the concert, they dancin on they seatsShorty mad gettin stained, she damn near about to faintShe never saw a grimy dirty nigga like, PWith mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blinkDon`t wanna miss a thing, the song that we singMad diamonds in his chain, she tryin hard not to blinkDon`t wanna miss a thing, the song that we singBANG![Chorus][Jadakiss]My niggaz they can`t stop usEv`rysince we got our hands on the AR`s, the S, and the fresh choppersAll of them is filled to the top with the vest poppersWe can get it on with America`s Best CoppersSoon as the lead pop you, whoever don`t make itto the funeral or wake can catch you on Ted KoppelI`m a rare thumper, you just a gay niggawith a rainbow sticker on your rear bumperThey say life is short, death is longerThat makes it even harder to express my hungerAnd I don`t wanna polly y`all, I`m a zone of my ownSorta like Tom Hanks talkin to that volleyballA "Cast Away," I`ll blast awayFuck if you broke tomorrow, get cash todayAnd even though it`s hard, niggaz is on they jobIt`s the Ryders and the Mobb, before my niggaz starve we`ll[Chorus]