[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 fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
