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[Prodigy]
It go hip-hop on our block
always lead to some fights and gun shots
niggas need to stop that bullshit hop
unless its really necessary to get hopped
you got asshole pulling out busting on pounds
just to hear the sound or to see the crowd bounce
niggas need to save that shit for outside
or take all that noise up the block dunn aiight un
staying at the times you got to drug a man
but godamn, you fucking up my pussy plan
fuck it
ya'll niggas never learn, so why should I concern
after the show I'll grab my click and the tires burn
off to the next pavilion
the infamous men, women, and children
stick together like dry ce-ment pieces
our story go too long for rap lines
too many of my niggas died on the front lines
the Mobb history go too deep for rhyme
could you feel a pain in the trilogy of my regiment
please do
we write these for you
with the hope that my words sink through
like on the page how the ink do
hey yo dunn check it
my every hour that passes
is guaranteed packed
cause the hour that's gone ain't never coming back
Im tired of wasted days
my eyes E&J glaze
romp you tools flooded with smoke fumes
make faster moves
my raps can't lose
especially against you
how soon we forget niggas minds be getting absent
not gone for a minute
ya'll niggas trying to shit
it's time for Pee to turn back on the light switch
and pull your faggot ass click out the darkness
yo its QB, queer bastard we queens best
a quiet bullet will do yo ass justice
why you stupid fuck look at you now
I can't believe how these niggas now-a-days gets down
he just a clown from a foul part of town
who barely blent in
he took my words on some personal shit
he just self-conscience
trying to flip on some desperate shit
don't be stupid
the mobb been through it
don't be a follower and get yo ass led to the fire
[Prodigy]   It go hip-hop on our block   always lead to some fights and gun shots   niggas need to stop that bullshit hop   unless its really necessary to get hopped   you got asshole pulling out busting on pounds   just to hear the sound or to see the crowd bounce   niggas need to save that shit for outside   or take all that noise up the block dunn aiight un   staying at the times you got to drug a man   but godamn, you fucking up my pussy plan   fuck it   ya'll niggas never learn, so why should I concern   after the show I'll grab my click and the tires burn   off to the next pavilion   the infamous men, women, and children   stick together like dry ce-ment pieces   our story go too long for rap lines   too many of my niggas died on the front lines   the Mobb history go too deep for rhyme   could you feel a pain in the trilogy of my regiment   please do   we write these for you   with the hope that my words sink through   like on the page how the ink do   hey yo dunn check it   my every hour that passes   is guaranteed packed   cause the hour that's gone ain't never coming back   Im tired of wasted days   my eyes E&J glaze   romp you tools flooded with smoke fumes   make faster moves   my raps can't lose   especially against you   how soon we forget niggas minds be getting absent   not gone for a minute    ya'll niggas trying to shit   it's time for Pee to turn back on the light switch   and pull your faggot ass click out the darkness   yo its QB, queer bastard we queens best    a quiet bullet will do yo ass justice   why you stupid fuck look at you now   I can't believe how these niggas now-a-days gets down   he just a clown from a foul part of town   who barely blent in    he took my words on some personal shit   he just self-conscience   trying to flip on some desperate shit   don't be stupid    the mobb been through it   don't be a follower and get yo ass led to the fire