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Utwór: Crawlin

  • wykonawca: Mobb Deep
  • album: Infamy
  • wyświetleń: 1116

[Havoc]
  Without a doubt, you gonna hear that thing clap
  Dog I take shit to heart cause I was born like that
  I only got my word as a man when I give
  When I say I'm going at you it's a given when I spit it
  So niggas talk out the ass amongst those who live it
  So niggas get money bounce from the hood you shitted
  So bitches fuck niggas, they man best dog
  Over that now you got some nigga leaking on the floor
  You gotta watch those broads
  To die over that is totally against the grain and against street laws
  I respect paper and every minute thats spent gettin that shit
  So my little dunn could be set
  And what I feal about a nigga thats trying to pose threats
  Never write it out if you can't cash that check
  Dog I know about death you ain't sayin nuttin slick
  Empty out on that fool cliq cliq, cliq cliq
    [Havoc: Hook x2]
  So keep movin, You better keep walkin
  The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin
  Clinger for life
    [Prodigy]
  Nigga how you want it nigga, cause you about to get served
  Matter of fact nigga, you about to get your shit burned
  Punk motherfucker, female ass nigga
  The homo rapper, H to the you know
  Come on man I ain't gotta spell it out for you
  You know how to tell time you know my gun boil
  I set it off on your bitch ass, dont forget that
  And your retaliation was weak, baby pictures
  Dunn I'll take you out in the street and spank you bitch
  Ain't no point going at "P" you run into bricks
  How you not gonna show face after that stunt
  At rap's only awards and you ain't show up
  You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
  By these black Mobb gangstas you niggas is done
  I suggest that you pack up and take it to go
  Cause everything is not cool and you niggas should know
    [Havoc: Hook]
  So keep movin, You better keep walkin
  The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin
  Clinger for life
    [Havoc]
  How it feel when that steel hit the grill huh
  For real, for real shit be that real son
  The grimy endulge in nothing but gangsterness
  That ice is lookin major on your wrist
  Is you ready to die like a man for it
  Or pass it right over, fall back and get extorted
  Like a camcorder every move is recorded
  Keep them hands so I see them
  Every thaught I can read it
    [Prodigy]
  Ya'll some hoe ass niggas, I'll slap days out you
  You was raised off our shit we made rappers
  Bitch ass nigga
  I'll buck the fuck out that nigga
  And peel that fruit, kill that fool
  Eighty Eight is you crazy
  Thats when I was fuckin Sophie and you was pumpin for poison
  My nigga Killa Dang woulda spit in your face
  Illa G been told me about that ? boy Jay
    [Havoc: Hook x2]
  So keep movin, You better keep walkin
  The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin
  Clinger for life
  

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