Mobb Deep - Bloodsport lyrics

Turn them headphones up
(Know what I'm sayin'?) yeah
To my man Nigga-No, yo killa Bee
No doubt

I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga
God bless i know you can't sleep or
Rest behind that bullshit
Now you rock a vest
Scared to death while you walkin'
Fuck the talkin'
We straight up New Yorkin'
We blowin' niggas
Heart attack strokin' niggas
Provokin' niggas, shittin' all over niggas
You rollin' thick, but yo
The Mobb rollin' thicker
Get that liquor, turn your back, icepick ya
But fuck that
Stickin' with the gat is quicker
Scared to come around my corner, you ass
Nigga do it your way all day, fake shit
What you gonna do outta town, play bitch?
And run like a faggot, switch
Take the whole shit
And show the world, don't sweat it, babygirl
I gotta hem and pull the gat like a stem
You all fucked up like an offbeat blend
I send messages that you couldn't read clear
Try to play the front
But got stuck in the rear
Take it as a letter, but I'm not sincere

Yo, this ain't rap, it's bloodsport
Your life cut short, you fell short
The pressure's on high, full-court
My team form killer instincts and firearms
Dangerous thug minds and brainstorm wars
The life of a wild rebel who run wild, click
Blaow (Blaow)
Nigga, lay down, queer, stay down
P'll disappear in hydro cloud
While you runnin' at the
Mouth a hundred miles, i'm out
Mobb style from the depths of Hempstead
Get ninja'd
I creep quiet, keep the live nigga inchin'
Listen who are you to throw your fist
In? Hit like a bitch
Run like a faggot and take the whole shit
That's it, I had to pass here with the shit
It's time for showtime
Let's see how deep things get
You wanna talk tough and act all delinquent
You find yourself all bloodied
Up and shamed-ed
Me and my man pioneered this
Violent nigga rap shit
Bust a gat, kid, me no fear that
I'm laughin'
What's up then? Let's take it
There and touch somethin'
I'm a maniac, brainiac, fanatic for that
Capable of combat, P counterattack
In some hot wheels sendin' shots
Out from the back
It was a foul way to go, Kicko
You know the ropes so
(Bloodsport, motherfucker)

Ayo, the rottweiler
Chewin' chihuahua-ass niggas
Pull 'em by the collar
And let the lights dim it
And you'll be swimmin' in a
Puddle of reality juice fatality too
This rap shit is the bitch
You shouldn't married into
To the set of prenuptial
Got paid and too comfortable
It's all good, read 'em on the humble
And while you shinin' in the spotlight
I got this dot right to
Aim right and stop life
The trife life, ain't no part twos (Hell no)
When it's over, it's over, you hit
Now send your soldierlys through
Yo, chewin' chihuahua-ass niggas
Pull 'em by the collar
And let the lights dim it
And you'll be swimmin' in a
Puddle of reality juice fatality too
This rap shit is the bitch
You shouldn't married into
To the set of prenuptial
Got paid and too comfortable
It's all good, read 'em on the humble
And while you shinin' in the spotlight
I got this dot right to
Aim right and stop life
The trife life, ain't no part twos (Hell no)
When it's over, it's over, you hit
Now send your soldierlys through
(Nigga, bloodsport)