Текст песни Mobb Deep - My Gats Spitting
Mobb Deep - My Gats Spitting слова песни
[Verse One: Havoc]Is it real like niggaz claimin`, "stay to this"Let me answer that question while I`m aiming thisHear them one good time, is he faking kid?Not bleeding like that, he gonna need a shit badLay the fuck up, suck it through from a tubea million dollars won`t even put my feet in his shoes (check it out)Niggaz lose they life, hear as natureand niggaz die when...tryin`, I`m gangsta, niggazStraight pussy, I can smell that shitThere`s only one way that I can duse that shitSlugs comin` through, better move that shitHe was gangsta but he died tryin` ta prove that shitThem QB niggaz, too grimey for y`allWe stick together, fuck what you heard in the songThe 41st Side, and that love go longNiggaz screamin` out, "dunn"and we put y`all on...Chorus: Havoc (2x)So fuck y`all niggazBuck y`all niggazAin`t no way you can touch my niggazTry my niggaDie my niggaAll y`all niggaz...my gats spittin`[Verse Two: Infamous Mobb]AiyoYou feel my niggaz when we come through, thuggin` itYou lovin` it, the way we at ball like the governmentI`m 1/3 President, the AB, the medicine, we OD heavenlyYou fuckin` with veterans who`s better than us,The In-fa-mous,We crush crab niggaz to dust and sweep-o-mopWhen the heat raise up,ain`t no ifs, ands, or butsThe most scandalous, make your blood rushthrough your body like it ain`t never did beforeWe the mall, and we guarantee the realist of allMy spirit is tornMy guns is longMy team is strongWe king kong niggaz when the heat is onAnd no matter if I`m wrong or right,believe me, I`m rightIf anything else, nigga prepare to fightlike, nuckle up, get your face bowl upor, buckle up and get shot the fuck down`cause we got 4 pounds that don`t make no soundsReal creepy, so be careful when you see me, breathe easyBelieve me, it`s far from what you see on tv,It`s real life drama, you wouldn`t want to be me...Chorus: Havoc (2x)So fuck y`all niggazBuck y`all niggazAin`t no way you can touch my niggazTry my niggaDie my niggaAll y`all niggaz...my gats spittin`[Verse Three: Prodigy]Aiyo,There aint no niggaz on the face of the map, fuckin` with thisInfamous, y`all, that dominant mallJust park your attention on my dogs, it`s usWe the ones with that dope shit,that cold crushWe burn `em up, turn it up, it`s onWe gonna do it `til it death us, fuck yo` thoughtsNiggaz be plottin` to dead us, they move in veineGet they head bust open, it`s not a thingSo rap fo` these niggazMy team is toughIt`s not a game, motherfuckaWe cleanin` upGettin` that money, motherfuckaYou king or whatWe use your head, dunn, it`s right thereGet you someYou lack strength, motherfuckaBetter get you someFor`s me, I`m more than a family, dunnand we handles our businessand continue to bangand chump niggazGrow and get bigger, flow and get richerChorus: Havoc (2x)So fuck y`all niggazBuck y`all niggazAin`t no way you can touch my niggazTry my niggaDie my niggaAll y`all niggaz...my gats spittin`