Mobb Deep, Illa Ghee - Can’t Get Enough Of It lyrics
[Mobb Deep, Illa Ghee - Can’t Get Enough Of It lyrics]
QBC about to take over your area
Yo
Left to right, protect the life
Guard my castle i'm goin' at you
Take it to the gats if I have to
It's the hassle
Jealous thugs I suppose squeeze
Turn that ass to Swiss cheese
Leave permanent holes
And to them hoes, you know how it go
No dough
'Cause they subject to wakin' with
Cash and go crazy yeah, they bangin', baby
Havoc representin' for them niggas
That don't trick ladyless, just associates
Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
I love this rap shit, got
Me fillin' mad clips, but half is
Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population, through the math
I subtract a
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggas ain't worth the punch
Back smack ya
Pitbull attack ya, and half-snap ya
Kodak moments I capture
Like an escaped convict
Pearl Harbor, bomb shit
Handle B-I, on some calm shit
I can't get enough of it, the rough shit
Grenade lyrics
My appearance is thug, rap slug ritual
Every dollar got a nigga's blood chiseled
The slug sizzle
Pistol-whip tight, night monopoly
Four 380s in the prophecy, the bigger I got
Handle B-I, smoke a CI, snuff a CO
Can't you see, I'm the total
Vocals is low blow
Barely sociable, rare form
The man from now on (Now on)
Toe-to-toe complex, the next expert
Who's in control?
Episode, you can't control your fascination
Illa's the name, two guns that look the same
Frame of thought change, first we live
Then we abort
Cloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sports
Talk crack, I'll leave you
Jacked, crap format, i'm hostile
Wild out for snakeness equals foul
General G, blowin' judges in the trial
Yo, the NYC M-O-B-B thug shit
(And that's my shit)
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
Ayo i can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it
We out to win it like this
It's like this, kid, ayo
We shut it down like the Muse
And blast like fresh TECs out the box
We outbox, get suplexed
Take notes, nigga, best check the index
Look over anything that you might've missed
You overlooked the part with
Some unified terrorists
Pirates, straight off the ship
And mad starvin'
Anchored to land and now we runnin' wild
Poundin' on imbecile niggas who ain't
Got they feet grounded
Precise, astonishin' shots split
Your skin's top
We sent pops, catch you from two blocks
Don't run up on you chargin', with
Hot shit, he felt it, alarmin'
Shockin', surprisin' shit
Left you crawlin'
Dangerous, huh, and ready to rock
This man's hot
Your flesh start to boilin' hot
Rhymes solid like a lead pipe
That bleeds your knot
Knot-headed niggas get knocked out a lot
Kick down your chain-locked door
We raise spot my clique got a deadbolt
Lock, you rather not, dude
Stormin' through the crowd, part the sea
Comin' through spill my over-proof
It's drippin' from my temple
Lay on the wall and watch all y'all
You can't injure a ninja who
Crept and took fall
Surrounded by crime cats, time for tap jaws
Leave red stains on clothes, carpets
And floors
Ayo, we bang like the Tunnel
And jam like broke gats
One hundred and oh, nigga, go check the stats
QB, yeah the name hold weight and ring bells
All you niggas shook and it
Ain't hard to tell
Major clientele, the infamous cartel
Catch a buck-fifty, them stars, we scar well
Hard luck, got gassed up and starstruck
Then got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb clutch
Laid up, sippin' all types of shit
Get ya chick bent
Talk the bitch to death 'til
There's no info left
Homicidal clepto, like the lye leaf
I'm petrol regulate the Metropolitan
Niggas gettin' bodied in
In the lobby, and lock the
Door, it ain't safe, kid
Take it how you take it
Grab a hold and embrace it
The NYC M-O-B-B thug shit
(Yeah, that's my shit)
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
Ayo i can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it
We out to win it like this
That's my shit yo
Yo
Left to right, protect the life
Guard my castle i'm goin' at you
Take it to the gats if I have to
It's the hassle
Jealous thugs I suppose squeeze
Turn that ass to Swiss cheese
Leave permanent holes
And to them hoes, you know how it go
No dough
'Cause they subject to wakin' with
Cash and go crazy yeah, they bangin', baby
Havoc representin' for them niggas
That don't trick ladyless, just associates
Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
I love this rap shit, got
Me fillin' mad clips, but half is
Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population, through the math
I subtract a
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggas ain't worth the punch
Back smack ya
Pitbull attack ya, and half-snap ya
Kodak moments I capture
Like an escaped convict
Pearl Harbor, bomb shit
Handle B-I, on some calm shit
I can't get enough of it, the rough shit
Grenade lyrics
My appearance is thug, rap slug ritual
Every dollar got a nigga's blood chiseled
The slug sizzle
Pistol-whip tight, night monopoly
Four 380s in the prophecy, the bigger I got
Handle B-I, smoke a CI, snuff a CO
Can't you see, I'm the total
Vocals is low blow
Barely sociable, rare form
The man from now on (Now on)
Toe-to-toe complex, the next expert
Who's in control?
Episode, you can't control your fascination
Illa's the name, two guns that look the same
Frame of thought change, first we live
Then we abort
Cloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sports
Talk crack, I'll leave you
Jacked, crap format, i'm hostile
Wild out for snakeness equals foul
General G, blowin' judges in the trial
Yo, the NYC M-O-B-B thug shit
(And that's my shit)
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
Ayo i can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it
We out to win it like this
It's like this, kid, ayo
We shut it down like the Muse
And blast like fresh TECs out the box
We outbox, get suplexed
Take notes, nigga, best check the index
Look over anything that you might've missed
You overlooked the part with
Some unified terrorists
Pirates, straight off the ship
And mad starvin'
Anchored to land and now we runnin' wild
Poundin' on imbecile niggas who ain't
Got they feet grounded
Precise, astonishin' shots split
Your skin's top
We sent pops, catch you from two blocks
Don't run up on you chargin', with
Hot shit, he felt it, alarmin'
Shockin', surprisin' shit
Left you crawlin'
Dangerous, huh, and ready to rock
This man's hot
Your flesh start to boilin' hot
Rhymes solid like a lead pipe
That bleeds your knot
Knot-headed niggas get knocked out a lot
Kick down your chain-locked door
We raise spot my clique got a deadbolt
Lock, you rather not, dude
Stormin' through the crowd, part the sea
Comin' through spill my over-proof
It's drippin' from my temple
Lay on the wall and watch all y'all
You can't injure a ninja who
Crept and took fall
Surrounded by crime cats, time for tap jaws
Leave red stains on clothes, carpets
And floors
Ayo, we bang like the Tunnel
And jam like broke gats
One hundred and oh, nigga, go check the stats
QB, yeah the name hold weight and ring bells
All you niggas shook and it
Ain't hard to tell
Major clientele, the infamous cartel
Catch a buck-fifty, them stars, we scar well
Hard luck, got gassed up and starstruck
Then got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb clutch
Laid up, sippin' all types of shit
Get ya chick bent
Talk the bitch to death 'til
There's no info left
Homicidal clepto, like the lye leaf
I'm petrol regulate the Metropolitan
Niggas gettin' bodied in
In the lobby, and lock the
Door, it ain't safe, kid
Take it how you take it
Grab a hold and embrace it
The NYC M-O-B-B thug shit
(Yeah, that's my shit)
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
Ayo i can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it
Catch us in a middle of
The crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack, you got your knot split
We out to win and that's it
We out to win it like this
That's my shit yo