Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ty Nitty
Ty Nitty
Vocals
Big Twins
Big Twins
Vocals
Havoc
Havoc
Vocals
Prodigy
Prodigy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kejuan Muchita
Kejuan Muchita
Songwriter
Jamal Abdul Raheem
Jamal Abdul Raheem
Songwriter
JOHNSON ALBERT
JOHNSON ALBERT
Songwriter
Tyrone Chandler
Tyrone Chandler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mobb Deep
Mobb Deep
Producer
Leon Zervos
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer
Mario Rodriguez
Mario Rodriguez
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

No doubt Yo, yo, y'know how we did on The Infamous album, right? Alright, we gonna do it again son Yo, laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas fuck you up Thick as shorty guts, get the men to set you up It's the most trifle, fourty-fourth Side disciples Take carnage for a weakness so I won't be so contour Niggas come with the "I gave you birth kid, I'm sellin' you" The Infamous got PC for days We runnin' through townships, fuckin' shit Kid, we down shit Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge no doubt, rub the clique 9-6 droppin' wild on some Benz's Some next shit, crash bar, ash the GOD I remember when loadin' up the gas, beat settlin' Ghetto peddlin' the shaunder, Shorty dead again Songs about 'We all around the NC Cop the E series, jealous ones envy Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me I bleach blonde 'em, you can't see like Ste-vie I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin' with that? To all my Mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy Mobb sheisty, GOD follow three and Gotti Rapper Noyd, tiemax and Ty Knitty Scarface and Gambino, New York City It's P live and direct, stab ya neck Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your bitch My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets Your time's wasted for figurin' P Was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously You get lumped somethin' horribly and then we calmly Guzzle Sparmarlti and Don Perrignon-ly Move the crowds over, cruise the fuck out After God drinks had to shoot our fuckin' way out Spark flyin' niggas dyin', bitches cryin' and shout Mobb niggas to the exit, we out 9-6 load up the clips, the infamous Apocalypse QBC on the L-I-E sippin' Hennessey And Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Knitty jiggy Eyes forever chingy up in the Mariott Tonnes o' hydro, black tuxedo, lay low The 5-0migos, the gigolo, what nigga? A technique official wipe me Internal bleedin' he felt, heat then cold feet QBC committee, Ty Knitty hit the safe The Phillipino's have mad ice and gold plates We escape, ain't no turnin' back to Stat Pushin' back-to-back acs, gettin' cheddar Drug smugglin' trusty, catchin' faith We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears And thirty years for years, start niggas and drink beers Tired of livin' life this way, crime pay But for how long till you reach a downfall Thug niggas surround y'all, for pound y'all Animal instinct, these niggas gettin' clapped on instinct I'm tired of livin' life this way, crime pay But for how long till you reach a downfall My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears And thirty years for years, start niggas and drink beers Tired of livin' life this way, crime pay But for how long till you reach a downfall Thug niggas surround y'all, for pound y'all Animal instinct, these niggas gettin' clapped on instinct I'm tired of livin' life this way, crime pay But for how long till you reach a downfall (Nigga) Motherfucker Word up
Writer(s): Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, James Tyrone Chandler, Raheem Jamal Twin Abdul Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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