歌手:Mobb Deep
专辑:《The Infamous Archives》

Word word word permit permit permit
Ay word word word yea permit permit
It's simply time to spank ******
It's time to spank these ******
Permit permit permit
Ay word word word
Listen if it's war me and my dunns gon' come through
We gon' be right there we gon' lay for you
And we gon' make sure you pay for that **** you pulled
Eyy'day we gon' graveyard shift for you
We gon' take turn stakin' your crib watchin' your moves
Calculatin' your steps plottin' on your head dunn
How you gon' leave a job half done
How you gon' buck my man and walk around like you did sumin'
Like he don't got family dukes
Like we ain't gon' ride for his gun shot wounds
My ***** took two in his lungs one in his face
And you gon' pay the ultimate toll for his pain
And I don't give a **** about them motha'******' goons you got
All time ****** get shot be in Brooklyn Manhattan
Queens and the Bronx Long Island Staten Island
Now let's get it on
C'mon let's be men about things
When my gun bangs and you hit
Don't snitch don't squeal
****** wanna buck their gun
But when they get touched they tell
Even if I'm layin' on my death bed
On my way outta here dawg
I won't talk I won't tell I won't squeal
I'ma just make sure ****** get peeled
Somebody get killed
Yo yo uh-huh yo um yo yo
It's amazin' how these homo ****** talk like *******
Claim they're thug get bagged now switch position
Don't know a ***** behind them closed doors
Is he talkin' or keep it gangsta at all
Mouf tight who gives a **** let them pin that murder
Knows nothin' about nothin' it won't go no further
They could catch me red handed with the smokin' burner
Most of y'all ****** probably fold and shiver
Like a ***** that couldn't even hold a ligger
But when that ass hit the block that ass is gon' get sicker
'Cause um we don't play those games
**** around probably gave the D's a list with our Government names
Got a slug with your name on it and the date on it
****** wanna snitch it's only right I hate on it
I'ma give that ass and I put weight on it
That motha'***** empty **** yea we on it
C'mon let's be men about things
When my gun bangs and you hit
Don't snitch
'Cause when I layed in the emergency and D's came to question me
I ain't speak
Even when I'm layin' on the death bed
On my way outta here dawg
I won't talk I won't tell I won't squeal
I'ma just make sure heads get peeled
****** get killed
Yo yo yo yo
When it was time to ride we rode
Emptied out and reload
I was tryin' to hit 'em in his dome
Likely I didn't but I think I hit 'em
That ***** ain't dead so we ain't done wit 'em
He must be out of his ******' mind
******' wit mine now that ***** gotta get it one mo' time
Word to my mother it's on when he recover
He bucked my dunn now it's gon' repercussion
Man that ***** get himself in somethin' deep
For thinkin' somethin' sweet
Now I'ma peel his ******' meat
If he ain't tell the cops already
It's time for you to go whether or not you're read
'Cause I love my ****** so I ride for my ******
And if it gotta be then I'll die for my ******
And if they can't live unless if I get you
Then I guess I gotta do what I gotta do fo' real