Quiet Storm Remix (feat. Lil' Kim)

Yo, blowin' **** with rusty ass german things

Keepin' it dope is our motherfuckin' claim to fame

Throw on your wetsuit, when it rains it pours and all

Hit 'em with the four, don't even know him from a hole in the wall

Get at me, **** wanna clap me

Snitches wanna rat me?

Put it right where they back be

Keep my Dunns close to me, enemies even closer

Sendin' kites with the Motorolas, yo

Give 'em the cold shoulder with a hollow-tip to match

Bad apple outta the batch, obsessed with gats

Since a little dude, eatin' **** food buck-fifty's

**** can kill me but they comin' with me

How about that? Send the Queen Bee to attack

Only a fly bitch like that can leave 'em relaxed

Rock 'em to sleep, make 'em think the drama is dead

Yo, I smile up in your face though I'm plottin' instead

Yo, it's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

Hot damn, ho, here we go again

Light as a rock, bitch, hard as a cock, bitch

This shit knock for blocks through hardtops

In the parkin' lots, where my **** Roc like to spark a lot

My Brooklyn style speak for itself

Like a wrestler, another notch under my belt

The embezzler, chrome treasurer

The U-N-O competitor

I'm ten steps ahead of ya

I'm a leader, y'all on some followin' shit

Comin' in this game on some modelin' shit

Bitches suck cock just to get to the top

I put a hunnid percent in every line I drop

It's the Q to the B with the M-O-B-B

Queensbridge, Brooklyn and we D-double-E-P

What? y'all wish I led the life I live

Aye yo, Prodigy, tell 'em what this is Dunn

Yo, it's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

Yo, I could never get enough of it, yo that's my shit

I need that shit to boost my adrenaline

Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes bitches wanna thug it

Makes the projects love it

We come through like fuck it

Y'all want problems? Pursue it, let's do it

Infamous Mobb bosses, check out the portrait at the round table

My Dunn speaking with his Twin ghost

It's gangster how we rock while you watch

Attracted to our style, this is how we get down

With big jewelry and big guns

We get busy, it get grizzly, beat **** bloody

Twist **** frontin', get to runnin'

'Fore the mens get to dumpin', the fans get to thumpin'

M-O-B-B got the whole spot jumpin'

When my **** step in the place

Damn, you gotta love it

It's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit (Real)

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a **** OD 'cause it's never enough

It's the real

It's the real baby

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