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Mobb Deep - Rep The Qbc - текст песни, видео

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(feat. G.O.D. Part III) 

41st side 

[Chorus x2: Prodigy] 
Prodigy, Rappin' Noyd, H A V O C 
"Rep The QBC", eyes on my enemies, exclusive 
'96 introducin', (Yea y'all) 
The Infamous Mobb, word to God 

[Verse 1: Havoc] 
To all them niggaz, reppin' they hood, it's all good 
It's all good, 'til you step out of line 
Went in the dome, out of sight, you out mind 
Some like chrome, bag a bitch like phone time 
You phoned them, I regulate, who am I? 
Havoc and Prodigy, will go back, like go blind 
'96 combined, put on all the people, we all shine 
Every mother of the clique created 

[Verse 2: Prodigy] 
Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You see the clips when the mac spit your top got split 
Layin' dead with open eyes close his eyelids 
Turn off his lights switch to darkness, it's deeper then the abyss 
Its street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my knife 
You'se the wild child, kid cold turnin men into mice 
I was born to take power leave my mark on this planet 
The Phantom of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded 
Shut down your operation, closed for business 
Leave a foul taste in your mouth, like Guinness 
POW niggaz is found, MIA 
We move like the Special Forces, Green Beret 
Heavily around my throat, I don't play 
Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way 
The God P walk with a limp, see, but simply 
To simplify shit, no man can go against me 
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me 
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to be empty 
The reason why it full for so long, 'cause I don't waste shit 
You properly hit, blood in your mouth, so you could taste it 
Quiet as kept, I lay back and watch the world spin 
I hear thugs, claimin' that they gon' rob the Mobb 
When they see us, I tell you what black, here's the issue 
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take these missiles 
Along with that, I ain't your average cat 
Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to make CREAM and that's that 
Whatever it takes however it gots to go down 
Four mics on stage a motha'fuckin' four pound 
Speakers leakin' out sound and niggaz leakin' on the ground 
I could truly care less the God gon' get his 
Regardless blow for blow let's find out who hit hardest 
This rap artist used to be a - stickup artist 
Sometimes I test myself see if I still got it 
A live nigga stay on point never diss 
Regard shit or forget the essence, from which I emerged 
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the birds 
Live up to my word, if I got beef, niggaz comin' in herds 
We flush through your clique get purged 

[Chorus x2: Prodigy] 

[Verse 3: God Father Pt. III] 
Yo, see niggaz lookin' at me 
With evil eye, crooked eye 
Dunn I know why 
They despise, see we rise, kill a wise guy 
My enterprise Cartel, we instill 
Black steel on a hill 
With Mobb scale, my whole fleet keep it real 
The raw deal, to bail, destroy, conquer 
Rarely wonder, like the sky, like thunder 
Keep fightin', strike land like lightning 
Increase power, solar, mind controller 
The title holder, upsight when I'm sober 
I stay bent, cherry eye, chocolate scent 
Intelligent, vetern and cheddarin' 
Mostly all time auditin', it's on again 
Stick you with my devil horn again 
Born again, wild hooligan 
Pollutin' in a city near you 
Comin' through, The Infamous Mobb nigga 
Whatchu gon' do? 

[Chorus x2: Prodigy] 

[Outro: Prodigy] 
Exclusive, '96 introducin' 
The Infamous Mobb, you get robbed 
Exclusive, '96 introducin' 
The Infamous Mobb on their job
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