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Give Up the Goods (Just Step) [feat. Big Noyd]

アーティスト：Mobb Deep featuring Noyd  アルバム：The Infamous  作曲：Tajuan Perry, Kamaal Fareed, Albert Johnson, Kejuan Muchita & Mayfield W. Small, Jr. 

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Ayo, Queens get the Money, long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast The fool retaliated so I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is living to this day? I'm tryna tell these young niggas crime don't pay They looked at me and said, "Queens niggas don't play Do your thing, I'll do mine kid stay outta my way" It's type hard tryna survive in New York state But can't stop till I'm eating off a platinum plate Po-po comes around and tries to relocate me Lock me up forever but they can't deflate me 'Cause having cash is highly addictive Especially when you're used to having money to live with I thought, step back, look at my life as a whole Ain't no love, it seems the devil done stole my soul I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helping ya I'm tryna get this Lexus up, plus a cellular Yo, Big Noyd! (What up, cousin?) I can't cope With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope Yo, it's the R-A-double-P-E-R-N-O-Y-D Niggas can't fuck with me Coming straight outta QB, pushing an Infiniti You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? Definitely, to the death of me, come and test me Trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me So bust me, you're gonna have to, 'cause I'ma blast you My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual I'm born with it, I'm getting on with it And I'ma have it 'ill I'm fucking dead and gone with it 'Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore, a lyrical destructor Don't make me buck ya, 'cause I'm a wild muthafucka You know my flow, you know my steelo Even pack my gat when I go to see my PO Jump out my hooptie, pass my gat and my lucci To my shorty in case my PO try to troop me To the island, and if I start wildin' Flipping on niggas walking around with the nice gold medallions But she didn't violate me, so I escaped, see Back to Queens, pumping the fiends, making more CREAM Know what I mean? I'm a natural born hustler Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4-4 and bust ya Yo, ain't no time for faking jacks 'Cause brothers that fake jacks get laid on their backs The streets is real,



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