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Word up son, word..<br />Yeah, to all the killers and the hundred dollar billers<br />For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings<br />Check it out now<br /><br />[Prodigy]<br />I got you stuck off the realness<br />We be the infamous, you heard of us<br />Official Queens bridge murderers<br />The Mobb comes equipped with warfare<br />Beware of my crime family,<br />Who got 'nuff shots to share<br />For all of those who wanna profile and pose<br />Rock you in your face,<br />Stab your brain with your nosebone<br />You're all alone in these streets, cousin<br />Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'<br />And keep them shook crews runnin',<br />Like they supposed to<br />They come around but they never come close to<br />I can see it inside your face<br />You're in the wrong place<br />Cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up<br />With bullet holes and such<br />Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched<br />You can put your whole army against my team and<br />I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'<br />Your simple words just don't move me<br />You're minor, we're major<br />You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playa<br />Don't make me have to call your name out<br />Your crew is featherweight<br />My gunshots'll make you levitate<br />I'm only nineteen but my mind is older<br />And when the things get for real,<br />My warm heart turns cold<br />Another nigga deceased, another story gets told<br />It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly<br />So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas<br />Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure<br />Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation<br />If I die, I couldn't choose a better location<br />When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation<br />Getting closer to God, in a tight situation<br />Now, take these words home and think it through<br />Or the next rhyme I write might be about you<br /><br />Son, they shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br /><br />Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns<br />There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds<br />Some of 'em get shot, locked down<br />And turn nuns<br />Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones<br />He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one<br /><br />[Havoc]<br />For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to life<br />Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life<br />Ain't no time for hesitation<br />That only leads to incarceration<br />You don't know me, there's no relation<br />Queens bridge niggas don't play<br />I don't got time for your petty thinking mind<br />Son, I'm bigga than those<br />Claimin' that you pack heat,<br />But you're scared to hold<br />And when the smoke clears,<br />You'll be left with one in your dome<br />13 years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid<br />You talk a good one, but you don't want it<br />Sometimes I wonder: Do I deserve to live,<br />Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did<br />No time to dwell on that cause my brain reacts<br />Front if you want kid, lay on your back<br />I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you live<br />Stay in a child's place, kid you out of line<br />Criminal minds thirsty for recognition<br />I'm sippin', E&amp;J, got my mind flippin'<br />I'm buggin', think I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'<br />Get that loot kid, you know my function<br />Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal<br />And once I get on I'ma put on on my people<br />React mixed to lyrics<br />Like Macs I hit your dome up<br />When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin',<br />Cause I'm creepin'<br /><br />Son, they shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br /><br />Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns<br />There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds<br />Some of 'em get shot, locked down<br />And turn nuns<br />Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones<br />He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one<br /><br />Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />To all the villains and the hundred dollar billers<br />To real brothers who ain't got no feelings<br />Yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money<br />41st side keepin' it real, you know<br />Queens get the money <br /><br />dalzen!
New song lyrics
Word up son, word..<br />Yeah, to all the killers and the hundred dollar billers<br />For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings<br />Check it out now<br /><br />[Prodigy]<br />I got you stuck off the realness<br />We be the infamous, you heard of us<br />Official Queens bridge murderers<br />The Mobb comes equipped with warfare<br />Beware of my crime family,<br />Who got 'nuff shots to share<br />For all of those who wanna profile and pose<br />Rock you in your face,<br />Stab your brain with your nosebone<br />You're all alone in these streets, cousin<br />Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'<br />And keep them shook crews runnin',<br />Like they supposed to<br />They come around but they never come close to<br />I can see it inside your face<br />You're in the wrong place<br />Cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up<br />With bullet holes and such<br />Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched<br />You can put your whole army against my team and<br />I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'<br />Your simple words just don't move me<br />You're minor, we're major<br />You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playa<br />Don't make me have to call your name out<br />Your crew is featherweight<br />My gunshots'll make you levitate<br />I'm only nineteen but my mind is older<br />And when the things get for real,<br />My warm heart turns cold<br />Another nigga deceased, another story gets told<br />It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly<br />So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas<br />Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure<br />Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation<br />If I die, I couldn't choose a better location<br />When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation<br />Getting closer to God, in a tight situation<br />Now, take these words home and think it through<br />Or the next rhyme I write might be about you<br /><br />Son, they shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br /><br />Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns<br />There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds<br />Some of 'em get shot, locked down<br />And turn nuns<br />Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones<br />He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one<br /><br />[Havoc]<br />For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to life<br />Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life<br />Ain't no time for hesitation<br />That only leads to incarceration<br />You don't know me, there's no relation<br />Queens bridge niggas don't play<br />I don't got time for your petty thinking mind<br />Son, I'm bigga than those<br />Claimin' that you pack heat,<br />But you're scared to hold<br />And when the smoke clears,<br />You'll be left with one in your dome<br />13 years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid<br />You talk a good one, but you don't want it<br />Sometimes I wonder: Do I deserve to live,<br />Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did<br />No time to dwell on that cause my brain reacts<br />Front if you want kid, lay on your back<br />I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you live<br />Stay in a child's place, kid you out of line<br />Criminal minds thirsty for recognition<br />I'm sippin', E&amp;J, got my mind flippin'<br />I'm buggin', think I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'<br />Get that loot kid, you know my function<br />Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal<br />And once I get on I'ma put on on my people<br />React mixed to lyrics<br />Like Macs I hit your dome up<br />When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin',<br />Cause I'm creepin'<br /><br />Son, they shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook,<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br />Scared to death and scared to look<br />They shook<br />Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks<br /><br />Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns<br />There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds<br />Some of 'em get shot, locked down<br />And turn nuns<br />Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones<br />He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one<br /><br />Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br />To all the villains and the hundred dollar billers<br />To real brothers who ain't got no feelings<br />Yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money<br />41st side keepin' it real, you know<br />Queens get the money <br /><br />dalzen!
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