Album by Mobb Deep
Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Mobb Deep, Yeah, about to get my thug on The 41st side of
By Mobb Deep, As time goes by, an eye for an eye We in
By Mobb Deep, Hey yo, Queen's get the money long time no cash I'm
By Mobb Deep, [Havoc] Sometimes I wish I had three different faces I'm
By Mobb Deep, Whatever? Party's over tell the rest of the crew Yo P,
By Mobb Deep, Fuck it kid, what up Queens in this motherfucker? (Tell you
By Mobb Deep, To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas For real
By Mobb Deep, And here we go again y'all callin' in reinforcements The Mobb
By Mobb Deep, Yeah Uhh, no doubt, son, word up Word up, son, I heard
By Mobb Deep, You know what I'm sayin'? I wanna say what's up
By Mobb Deep, Check it out now, word up, Son, shit is ill
By Mobb Deep, It all began on the street, to the back of