Kill That Nigga Mobb Deep

that you knew For about 20 joints with the nerve to point Hurt worser than that physical pain You fetish nigga roll with the sorry fuck now he switchin' to lame Niggaz in the box could relate to my

Bitch Ass Nigga Mobb Deep

Bitch ass nigga, yo it's time to pull the trigga I might be small, but fuck with bein bigga Niggaz wanna throw with that bullshit but step aside Pull out the four-five, and kill him motherfuckin dead

Crawlin Mobb Deep

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

Keep It Thoro (Prodigy) Mobb Deep

Catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga Yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga [Prodigy] Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels Write a book full of medicine

Thug Muzik Mobb Deep

everybody hit the ground before you hear the loud sound Thug muzik, thug muzik (2 times) All that's loose leaf, my big game Scrow foul lives, snake eyes Ready with steel at any given time I'm a kill

Clap Mobb Deep

lapped and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that,

Thug Muzik (feat. Chinky, Infamous Mobb) Mobb Deep

leaf, my big game Scrow foul lives, snake eyes Ready with steel at any given time I\'m a kill, stone-hearted nigga at will Done this shit real, riddle in a life appeal And losing again for real like

There I Go Again/So Long Mobb Deep

to the best You know a nigga I be tryin' to chill But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt) Ther comes a time in Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole' Kill or

Neva Change Mobb Deep

[Havoc] Gun wars, money, hustle, the hoes Niggaz that don't get along for life, that's how it go Momma's victim, take care of there kids, and let 'em roam And you can see how he or she gon' be when they

Bounce Mobb Deep

[Havoc] Yeah Another banger You can feel me if you don't, you don't I'll feed you to the dogs like a bitch I boned My only concern is for the cash I gross A nigga more deadly up against the ropes

Get Away Mobb Deep

bars chorus: Havoc I got to get away but fuck that never let a nigga take me out of my zone if he tryin to blown it go (ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted queens nigga grimey retarted

Mobb Shallow Jharrel Jerome

See that nigga over there? Yeah, I see him... Yeah—that nigga dolo right now Word... That nigga with a chip on his shoulder over there You see that nigga?

Click Click (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Tony Yayo) Mobb Deep

[Havoc] We get that paper baby boy, it's easy You want to be who?

Trife Life Mobb Deep

meet her on Myrtle Got to the plaza, we're waitin for the G train We put a plan together, just in case the beef came Now we Bed Stuy bound Far from home and on unknown ground But together we six deep

Hey Luv (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

(let ride, lets ride) Yo..hey luv i wanna hold you and talk to you, put my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint doin what he

Quiet Storm (Remix) (Feat. Lil' Kim) Mobb Deep

else can happen yo I dont think much more son word to mother yo We done seen it all and been through it all yo Let y'all niggaz know right now Werd to mother for real for real Queen Bee baby That

Hey Lub (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

Hey love, I wanna hold you and talk to you Put my arm around ya shoulder and walk witchu Be that one that assures you, my words are true I know that nigga don''t be doin what he ''sposed to do I got

HEY LUV Mobb Deep

(let ride, lets ride) [Prodigy] Yo..hey luv i wanna hold you and talk to you, put my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint

Hey Luv (Anything) Mobb Deep

(let ride, lets ride) [Prodigy] YO..hey luv i wanna hold you and talk to you, put my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint doin

One Of Ours Part Ⅱ Mobb Deep

money money Wipe, a nigga smile, off ain't nuttin funny Show, you motherfuckers, just how hungry you Get, when your feet are touchin kid a nigga hungry Wipe, them guns off, get that money money Wipe,

Real Gangstaz (feat. Lil' Jon) Mobb Deep

This some of that real gangsta motherfuckin shit nigga (yeah) Yeahhhh For all the real niggaz out there (yeah) You know what I'm talkin bout (what) Like my motherfuckin East coast niggaz (what)

Real Gangstaz Mobb Deep

This some of that real gangsta motherfuckin shit nigga (yeah!) Yeah! For all the real niggaz out there (yeah!) You know what I'm talkin bout? (what!)

Capital P Capital H (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

Straight G's nigga, G's up nigga Infamous Mobb Deep nigga Y'all know what time it is man We clip up over here nigga What's Your Name Fool?

Live Foul Mobb Deep

Yeah, yeah Yo son No fucking doubt baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Its real, its real Its real, its real Yeah let them niggas know Yeah Say QB [Hook] [Havoc] Everywhere that I go now I keep that thing

We Up Mobb Deep

Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't Go back to it like an old bitch I boned Nigga Havoc he a problem 'specially when he zoned Let a nigga get foul like the wool he smoked, so Smell me people, these

Handcuffs Mobb Deep

(Havoc) Girl I know you love a thug be wildin' Smack flames out a nigga and I got you smilin' The way I cut a nigga every which way but loose A blood stained Gucci suit will be the proof Laid back

Bloodsport Mobb Deep

turn them heaadphones up yeah to my man Nigga-No, yo Killa Bee no doubt [Prodigy] I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit

My Gats Spitting Mobb Deep

and niggaz die when...tryin', I'm gangsta, niggaz Straight pussy, I can smell that shit There's only one way that I can duse that shit Slugs comin' through, better move that shit He was gangsta but

Backstage Pass (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi Every women on planet Earth got their eyes On the kid; they all wanna touch On a nigga skin, they love me so much They all got P on they brain And at the

Quiet Storm Mobb Deep

[Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines I'm that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme P,yea u heard of him but I ain't concerned with them nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them

Locked in Spofford Mobb Deep

Huh, you don't believe that So I threw on my hood, pulled out the banger Swung it at the kids, that put me in danger They put away them blades and said, "Why it gotta be like that?"

Tha Mobb Lil Wayne

I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up I made enough I ain't make shit So while I'm here I'm a take that and take this (nigga!)

Hold Down the Fort Mobb Deep

shoot, too fast, to pull out your gun last That's why I like to spark first, and shoot your bitch-ass down your next ride'll be a fuckin hearse Cause little niggaz don't die son Half-step and get that

Pray For Me Mobb Deep

' be infamous (It's over, it's over) Untill the day he layin' me down to rest (You dead, You dead) When I'm in this world Just pray for me ( you can't stop it) [Prodigy] The Invicible infamous mobb

The Learning (Burn) Mobb Deep

Nigga overcook that meat Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink My life story was written in blood, permanent ink Killer instinct, R.I.P.

Smoke It (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed Keep thinkin' its a game get your man tooks I'm never under pressure, never seen hands shook Blood money

Got It Twisted Mobb Deep

then dump dump the body Nigga you don’t know you betta ask somebody Ya’ll get down we gonna clash prob'ly Builty snowflake out of the ampacomby I’m tryin to rip Britney so I made Jive sign me Nigga

Hurt Niggas Mobb Deep

trust me, it's not like that, it's not what you thought you'll be like "P shot me and bounced in the Porsche" on some real live Mobb shit, Columbo, the Cappo I pop niggas, leave the gun

Get At Me Mobb Deep

[Man talking] I saw him, I saw him There he is right over there, over there(I see him) Okay...I got a message for you infamous You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big mistake And you tell him

G.O.D. Pt. III Mobb Deep

Son we got drama with that nigga Be tryin to fuckin front last week (What, that kid out there? Yo, I seen that nigga earlier knahmsayin?)

Amerikaz Nightmare Mobb Deep

Amerikaz Motherfuckin Nightmare bitch [Havoc] They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here Live in the flesh with the Tec's they never scared Them guns we holdin, claustrophobic, we'll let '

G.O.D Pt. III Mobb Deep

with that nigga Be tryin to fuckin front last week What that kid out there Yo I seen that nigga earlier knahmsayin Nah fuck that go go open the window real quick Son Open that fuckin window

I'm Going Out (Feat. Lil' Cease) Mobb Deep

(I'm going out) Like i ain't got nothing to live Like as if u had guns to my kids fuck it (going all out) Yo you know the type that style and shit that rise my dick Pop me a nigga quicker than police Leave

I'm Going Out Mobb Deep

it(I'm going out) Like i ain't got nothing to live Like as if you had guns to my kids fuck it (going all out) Yo you know the type that style and shit that rise my dick Pop me a nigga quicker than

Give It Up Fast Mobb Deep

Verse 1: Nas Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck So what's the deal poppy?

The Start Of Your Ending Mobb Deep

For those that only know. 41st side (word up yo this beat is ill). Havoc: I keep it real pack steel like my man Y.G.

The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side) Mobb Deep

For those that only know. 41st side (word up yo this beat is ill). Havoc: I keep it real pack steel like my man Y.G.

Streets Raised Me (Feat. NOYD) Mobb Deep

Blow marks right through your mecca Wanna be a thug, now you got the thug look, Stick em up, leave medicaid, with the real to push God-Body, With a rubber grip black shotti Pump one in his ass make that

Streets Raised Me Mobb Deep

Blow marks right through your mecca Wanna be a thug, now you got the thug look, Stick em up, leave medicaid, with the real to push God-Body, With a rubber grip black shotti Pump one in his ass make that

Streets Raised Me (feat. Big Noyd, Chinky) Mobb Deep

marks right through your mecca Wanna be a thug, now you got the thug look, Stick em up, leave medicaid, with the real to push God-Body, With a rubber grip black shotti Pump one in his ass make that