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Mobb Deep
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The Realest
Lyricist:Barbara Jean Gaskins, Albert J Johnson, Alan Maman, Kejuan W Muchita, Nathaniel Wilson
The killa's [Incomprehensible] No doubt, the undisputed
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police who find drugs let niggas slide For niggas out slinging like 4 in the night For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night This be the realest shit you heard in your life
Yo when the gats reveal You cats get peeled and that's the deal Fuck a bitch-ass that switch fast niggas that lack the real When the slugs burst G.Rap be aiming at your mug first Niggas is blood thirst We'll see who get plugged worst We dug earth
The place you put the nickel-plate is to your facial Bullets ain't racial kid they only hate you My nine will seem like it's a time machine B.C date you Jacking you more than ripper My fifth's an organ shifter The human organism lifter Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You'll be hearing organs if ya leaving orphans, if ya
Let these fours hit ya where the law split ya A fork pitcher To bump heads with those that dump lead Accurate shots in back of your knot Leave you one dead G.Rap, Havoc and Prodigy Let's put these bitch niggas where bodies be dun Yo if it gotta be,it gotta be
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police who find drugs let niggas slide For niggas out slinging like 4 in the night For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night This be the realest shit you heard in your life
When the gat spit Some niggas get blown off the Atlas It happens unsolved mystery re-enatmus Get practiced what you lack is You think like the average Jake stoop down and leavin' crime scenes entangled Nothing but cannons get conspicuous Like a lay man a little branded with the serial scratched [Incomprehensible]they made me like that If I could push back the clock probably leave it like that
Draw blood for my nigga G O D, ty nitty and twin And twin is not here plus my kin Killa B forever with me Quick to settle with me Into QB to show love throughout the years with me You got guns we got guns the serious ones Leave foul powder stuck in your lungs We come from where niggas look out for they dun-duns Love never disrespect hit niggas to re-direct
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police who find drugs let niggas slide For niggas out slinging like 4 in the night For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night This be the realest shit you heard in your life
Never prejudge It be the humble that squeeze slugs It be the ones standin' still that'll peel guns Spill blood for my duns thuggin' for me Man you don't wanna get involved fuckin' with pee I spent more nights illin' less nights chillin' The more shots they hold the better they feel it What be the dealiz Some killas like to hide behind specs
Others got blatant disrespectin' the rest Or so young that you wouldn't even expect To be burstin' off guns like a Vietnam vet On the steps Sittin' in the staircase bent Thinkin' on ways to take another man's head Go to war with niggas that's against what I rep I settle things with a heavy metal fifth Change clips switch clothes after I spit Place niggas back in they space fuck is on your mind kid
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police who find drugs let niggas slide For niggas out slinging like 4 in the night For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night This be the realest shit you heard in your life
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