歌手:Mobb Deep
专辑:《The Infamous Mobb Deep》

Word up son
I heard they got you on the run
Filled with body
Now it's time to stash the guns
They probably got the phone tap
So I won't speak long

Gimme a half second and i'm put you on
It's all messed up somebodys snitchin on the crew
And word is on the street is
They got pictures of you
Homicide came to the crib last night six deep
Axin on your whereabouts
So where dyou sleep
They said they just wanna question
You bet me and you know
That once they catch you
All they do is just arrest you
Then arraign you hang you
I don't think so
It's a good thing you bounced
But now youre stayin low
Once in a blue I check ta see how ya doing
I know you need loot so
I send it thru western union
They probably knock down the door
In the middle of the night
Sometimes around four

Hopin to find who theyre lookin for
But they want ta see
All they gonna find is mad empty bags of ****
But worse son
You got the projects hotter than hell
Harder for brothers to get
Their thug on but oh well
Son they know too much
Even the hoodrat chicks
Oh you heard who did what
And why I don't this ****
So stop askin then I know I'm not goin crazy
From windows I see lights flashin and maybe
Somebodys takin pictures
You know who that be police lovers
And neighbourhood snitches
They put up pertice so everybodys pointin fingers
And lying aiyo son the temp is rising

What up black hold your head wherever you at
On the flow from the cops or wings on your backs
That snitch ***** gave police your location
Well chop his body up in six degrees of separation
Killer listen **** ain't the same
Without you at home
Phony ****** walk around tryin to be your clone
They really fear you
When you was at home you was pale
That's why they wanna see you
Either dead or in jail
By the time you hear this rhyme
You probably be locked up
Tried to hussle
Where along the lines your plan slipped up
Got caught up in a crime that you cant take back
Reminisce on how I use to pick you up in the ac
Years ago when we was younger
Seemed the hood took us under very deep
Wonderin who snitched
And got me losin lots of sleep
At night you know my mouth is tight
I never sang to the cops cos that **** ain't right
Sometimes I stroll past the scene of
The crime and backtrack
Damn why the situation go down like dat
It'll be a long time before the heat dies down

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