Mobb Deep - Favorite Rapper lyrics

Yeah yeah aight? Motherfuckers!
Bitch-ass niggas, faggots
Come through nigga yO!

I creep on the tippy-toe, surprisin the enemy
And ain't nobody safe unless
You bulletproof E'RYTHING
Clappin at your baby, includin your entourage
Don't be 'fraid of these slugs
They get you closer to God
I'm a homegrown terror
My pops planted the seed
When I wild, don't be mad at me
Should blame him
War with us? The start of your end
Beef with these faggot-ass rappers
Started the trend
P? That's my grimy for life
Don't fuck with him
And if word get back to me, I'm buckin you
Know it's on me hammers stuck to
The hand just like glue
Like them OG's smokin them trees of bamboo
Shorty thought she knew me so
I had to check her i'm a Gemini bitch
That mean I flip with the weather
I don't know how you talk
To them other cats, but I ain't them
(Nah) Put it in your mouth girlfriend

Gimme a minute I'll crack that ass, whassup?

Like ki's how we get it back
It's a cash explosion

Yeah that's right, that's right
That's right
Know we done struck a jackpot Dunn
It's a wrap from now on
Just keep servin these niggas
Portions of that raw
And sit back and countin this cash
We gettin off
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a dawg more
I won't stop 'til I can match
My car with my clothes
And ery'day of the week
I'm switchin up flows
Spend ery'day with my peeps
Half in the vultures peace to Uncle Imeek
He holdin down the corporates
Eatin like a Boss Hogg
Clik-clik-BAOW! Don't have me shootin
My gun at y'all
Don't have me cuttin niggas
Down like the sniper
You had me kill some'n
I'm tryin peel bundles
Of that scratch, the thou's to the mills
Paper that our next generation gon' feel
You niggas gettin your money? Yeah
Do that for real
Cause niggas fuck with our money
We set it like the Bush family