歌手:Mobb Deep
专辑:《Murda Muzik》

作词 : Johnson, Jones, Muchita, Smith
Yeah, infamous in ya area
Eightball in ya area
About to 'cause mass hysteria
Yo, ashes to ashes big gats to little
I put it to you clear while you cats talkin' riddles
Snake and buck at me, if you did
I'd say you got lucky
Trained to tread through land to get muddy
Ayo, blood rap, survival of the fifth style cat
I puts it down blow a round at your baseball cap
Pee, *****s saying damn why
I be like that
Listen close you can learn from it, it's real black
Gangsta **** makes the world rotate
If eight was all make a ***** wanna gain some weight
Fat belly black **********in'
D O GAnd I'm a thug for them young *****s thuggin' for me
Ayo, **** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my
Queens Duns,
*****s who pump drugs
To all the housing projects who rep for they hood
Live and direct from the south to your stereo
Prepare for bustin' and dumpin' okay player here we go
Strapped with infrared raps when
I hit the traps
Crack the wack into pieces when
I hit the track
Like stone to glass
I shatter they raggedy ass
South style waivin' my **********in' soldier rag
A hard illustration of my brutal lifestyle
Memphis Ten made a lot of *****s buck wild
The root to all evil daily
I chase it
Blow it on **** and drink then hustle to replace it
It's hard from the start where
I lay my head
We get rowdy and bust shots till we raise the dead
Yo, **** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothing but the big guns
To all my gold grill *****s and my trail *****s
South to east we keep it hard for them real *****s
Feel my though, you don't want to get filled up with holes
Moms filling out surgery cards blowing her nose
Wipin' her tears 'cause somethin' on your top got shot
Should have brought alone wit you what you loaned on the block
****, leavin' without it dunn
I'd rather get knocked
Charged with a ten body for a ***** get shot
For a weak ass *****, **** that little whore
Even though she get my **** harder than the parole board
Stick and move, slide in, slide out big guns
Mack Milly prepare to mob you steel phillies
Connected with
Eightball
Dunn so what's the drilly
Out to take it all if you wit me then feel me
Don't get yourself shot, bleedin' to death hops
I pop canners off leave a ***** head whopped
A maverick my
H K will work magic
You'll find yourself in the
O R for talkin' that ****
Street justice
I tip the scale over cousin
I hold more weight you just a no name ***** frontin'
Get your hardware lets treat it like a contest
And we can dance till one of us drop from being hit
Murda Muzik my street life influenced it
It's so real bredren
I wouldn't test it
I rep itA renegade crack your top like devil spring
Vigilante *****s know the song
I singIt go, **** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothin' but the big guns
No mistakes for the fake no escape
Chop them boys up and puttin' it in their face
**** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my ice pick *****s one
To all my dunns tryin' to get the **** up out of the sprungs
**** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my
Queens Duns,
*****s who pump drugs
To all the housing projects who rep for they hood
**** where you at kid, it's where you from'
Cause where we from *****s pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my gold grill *****s and my trail *****s
South to east we keep it hard for them real *****s
South to east we keep it hard for them real *****s