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Текст песни Noyd f Havoc (Mobb Deep) - Free Agents

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[Noyd Talking]Somebody gon`(na) die in this bitchWe about to "air it out"[Noyd Verse 1]I don`t know what convinced you to mention the mobbMust of been bent straight of the alcoholOnce you crossed that path, fuck with that cashQuick, fast have a sick clique get up in that assGold Pee nigga with the cracks in his assPretty Tone homey with the mack in the grassThey buck you then fuck your boo where she shit atThen we profit from it, and spit it on the tridack (track)Letting the world know you a bitch ass kidat (cat)And how your own hood disrespect you where you live atThey be hey all day how you let him do thatNoyd and his clique I think you better get atBut don`t gas your dog he ain`t built for thatI will spit ‘em all right through his fitted kiddap (cap)Jump out with the midack (mack) on Broadway and HoustenRight in front of thousand and put it in efidack (effect)I`m a pay![Havoc - Hook 2X]The word is out, Noyd is outAnd he about to Air it outOh y`all think it`s a game, better bring those thingsHe Gon`(na) show you what a gangsta`s (a)bout[Noyd -Verse 2]Ayo...Nigga better back up off pleaseWhen you got tough, huh? thun you lost meYou never grind enough you`re a Mr. SoftyTruly the Ruger will kill you softlyThen we see then yeah who the boss beSmoke your little clique like a bag of the HerseyHow the fuck it`s all good, Nigga the hood is thirstyPeep the big six and you want to test meGon` make my gun spit, y`all niggas kill meGon` have my gun, sitting on your ear pieceHaving your bitch screaming please don`t kill meI don`t owe you shit and I ain`t your daddyI don`t own the six I own the "Navi"And I`m sitting deep this nigga sweet like candyYou niggas want beef you know get right at meQB nigga that`s why you can`t stand me (You know cause . . .)[Havoc - Hook 2X]The word is out, Noyd is outAnd he about to Air it outOh y`all think it`s a game, better bring those thingsHe Gon`(na) show you what a gangsta`s bout[Noyd - Verse 3]See we don`t back down we go pound for poundTech for tech right on the block emptying clipsBuck something leave motha fuckas hitting the deckAnd then one by one motha fuckas be deadThe word is out, Noyd is outEast coast, Weat coast down to the dirty southCatch anybody flossin` I`m airing it outWith the nine hollow tips man I`m spittin` ‘em outListen out cause I`m emptying out for that blingThat watch and that chain put a bullet in your brainNot a thing I`m a gangsta this is what I doGo to war wuth the bangers and eat niggas foodWhen I`m starvin` I`m robbin` that`s how it is thunIf I`m lying I`m flying word to everything I loveDon`t get it twist nigga cause I twist niggas cap backThat QB gutter shit bringing it bidack (back)[Havoc - Hook 2X]The word is out, Noyd is outAnd he about to Air it outOh y`all think it`s a game, better bring those thingsHe Gon`(na) show you what a gangsta`s bout

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