Nas, Mobb Deep - Dog Shit lyrics

[Nas, Mobb Deep - Dog Shit lyrics]

Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny
Danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons
You just a lickle nickel dime hood

I’m the epitome slimeball
Fuck up out my eyesight
Fuck is on your brain? Dog shit?
I’m not the clown type
Die fore I let a nigga play me
Like I’m baby shit
Dog shit, you deaf, dumb or blind
I’m the craziest
Most Infamous rapper outta Now Why
Jealous of my shine
The truth is in your eyes you wanna be down
I might allow you to work for me
The key words: "work for me"
I put your ass in surgery
Ever step outta line
Forget who's boat you ride
Forget who train you ride
Forget who flag you fly
Read the name on it, Mobb Deep
P and Hav run this
Employees get fired with some gun fire
If it call for it
A thousand niggas couldn’t stop me
Once I get to going
You can have a nation of millions
Still wouldn’t hold me back
Still wouldn’t be lethal as Bumpy the Mack
Matter fact

Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny
Danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons
You just a lickle nickel dime hood

Once we get it going steam rolling over them
Drunk off the drama
Ain't no way that you can sober them
Fuck outta here, you outta here, soul lift
Slugs leave a nigga open like a coke sniff
You know our music got these
Niggas into dope fiends
No intervention could get them off of they OD
Grand royal, all my goons you see loyal
Dedicated in the cut, wait weeks for you
And when they finally discover you
They gon' need a dental record
You've been dead a month or two
Post mortem, shriveled up, how dare us
We penalize traitors and only hail trust
Inhale piff and guzzle white liquor
I don't know you, you don’t
Know me, you’s a lie, nigga
I can see the tears in your eye
You ain't see nothing till you
Seen a grown man cry

Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny
Danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons
You just a lickle nickel dime hood

Yo, every gang, every hood’s in my veins
It’s my thing, it’s real, I’m in tune
I chill like the cold side of the moon
Silence you dudes like an empty room
Empty out with silencers
You get murdered like Albert was in a saloon
Anastasia that is haters can’t live
Talking about they putting 8 in my wig
I got my dollars up, try your luck, you die
No trial for us
Court appointed lawyers as foul as
Fuck and I’m too fly
Cause when you’re locked in prison
Your clock stop ticking
Now, you came home look the
Same age you went in
Mentality wise, get iller when boxed in
Fresh home, and right off top
You get it popping freedom is a virtue
Niggas hanging way past they parole curfew
Blowing on that purple, know my street ties
Beef wise i let three fly over your head
Welcome home P
Let's get this bread, dog shit

Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny
Danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons
You just a lickle nickel dime hood

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