Mobb Deep, Cormega - Crime Connection lyrics

Stupid
You can't fuck with this, y'know I know
Bring your whole team kid yeah thunn

Yo, I love my niggas for that
We strike back, handle business
Test the realesst
Stay focused and keep the enemy near us
Niggas is careless, slipping up
Switching up teams
Crossing over and getting stuck
For their cream
Fronting like their skills is superb
And got the nerve
To get knocked the fuck out
Then kicked to the curb
That's for you and your whole click
You roll thick more the better
So like a thick bitch you getting whipped
Shitted on, scuffed off a Mobb Deep song
Take your thug off
You had it on a bit too long
Tuck your chain in, you getting gat
For you fourteen karat slum
Gold cubic zirconian?
Talk about it, be about it
You ain't been doing it so don't start
Matter of fact keep it moving
When it's on, accumulate like cancer cells
With advanced shells, leave a snitch dead
Son he can't tell
Like a Viking we striking
Reconstructing maps planting QB flags
Son we want to visualize picture
Analyze, situate another Bellevue patient
A cardiac arrest state of mind
You must be out your motherfucking mind
Put you out of misery, short your lifetime
Expectancy, didn't even reach twenty-three
First class shot, special delivery
No doubt you wanna leave before
You wet your own crib
Talk out the ass at your own risk
And won't give one fuck
Two mysterious Chevy trucks
Filled with black cats, crossing your path
That's bad luck
Everyone has a destiny, so we destine
To make the best outta life, crime connection

Yo, I send shots to any
Man who come too close
Niggas get fold like a letter
Then shipped across coast
Who goes to go against
My militant crime militia?
Like these street niggas sending
Missiles to hit ya
Up from the ground up son
You get the picture
If not, write it down, take a picture
Botanical exotic shit keep me lifted
Something retarded
You fucking up my high beefing
Don't get me started
Too late, I'm already on your ass
Beat the fuck out anybody with you
And anybody that grab me move back
We attack like pit's locked in basements
Hungry for blood, deranged this
The craziest type of shit you
Ever seen in your life nigga bled to death
Standing up holding his life
Applying pressure to his wounds tryna
Stop the blood loss
Found laying in a pool of the shit
His own fault it's P the exulted from NYC
You get extremely cut the fuck
Up by Scar thee
Who can't recognize? Do I have
To prove all the time?
And get up close and personal
In front of your eyes
See me dipped in down-low, ready for action
Crept slow
Moved on your enterprise and crash your stock
Put a hold on your assets and dug your pop
National Geographic niggas is
Known for flipping
This animal wildlife surround me I live in
And flow through the jungle
At night on expedition
I gotta jump for that live shit
Survivors of block wars and crime
Niggas know what I talk in a black Tahoe
Throw it in four-low to
Blow the scene dancing
Doing bout a hundred all the way to Queens

It seems like getting ahead lead being
Dead or in the fed
I kept a Glock in my shoebox under my bed
And had dreams to bag ki's and
Fill duffel bags with mad Gs
Parley in a condo with a
Warm breeze and palm trees
My projects is like a fucking Vietnam scene
And my team be repping, setting it with shit
That'll rip through vests, flexing Diamantes
When it's on I regulate shit the calm way
Yo I'm smooth like a drop
Top Benz with phat rims
I made moves in war gear and black Timbs
And laid low, cause I was tryna stay paid yo
Pumping minerals to criminals called yayo
The drug blocks, full of unseen riches
And snitches
Guns blast to cops flashing pictures
Son asking, can he get a package
And took a loss when a
New task force snatched him
Nine's and Tec's
My hollow-heads outlined your vest
My only fear twenty-five years and death

Ill minds connected, crime connection
Never bring beef in my direction kid
Cormega and Mobb Deep supply your section
With the infamous realness
Don't try to test it