Mobb Deep - Survival of the Fittest 2003 lyrics
[Mobb Deep - Survival of the Fittest 2003 lyrics]
Y'all callin in reinforcements
The Mobb come through, stop up the shit
P'll come through and shot up your vest
Shoot at your head, not-a leg eh?
Nigga I will kill your bitch
Then fuck her and make you watch
We do thangs, like raid spots
Probably catch you on the Hummer
Just give you my Glock
(Here) Or most likely in the club
We gon' give you them knots
This is what gangsters dance to
Or turn to a thug party
Once we step foot in the bitch
It's on again
Outside we got them boxy trucks
Hoes wanna jump, cause of that Benz emblem
The ho say she wanna ride in
The shit with the horse logo
I got her out of her panties and boom boom
And I done left bitches out in the boonies
Frontin on that pussy, leave bodies wherever
Niggas tryin to kill me?
Yo, we livin this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit - nigga we still alive
We livin this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fittest nigga
And we still alive
We livin this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit - nigga we still alive
We livin this 'til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
No doubt
My niggas hold me down whenever in beef
Talkin all that bullshit but it's
The hammer that roast
If your shit ain't clappin off
Then you sure to lose
Aiyyo the streets don't give
A fuck about you
For you ain't bendin the rules
Come around lookin icey then
You runnin the jewels
Nigga you ain't gotta like me
Homey get your food ate the whole plate
Rip a fella ear to ear
I'm talkin his whole face
And scream my name, cause it hold weight
You cowards are jealous
Glass slipper wearin niggas we
Call 'em Cinderellas
Gonna be a slug shower and
There ain't a umbrella
That can help you protect that
Ass from gettin wet
I can see it in your eyes
Your bitch ass is pet
Home team I'mma promise and you
Cowards ain't a threat
Nigga, now you in the danger zone