Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Tragedy Khadafi, Ammo - Get Back lyrics
[Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Tragedy Khadafi, Ammo - Get Back lyrics]
Also appears on Tragedy Khadafi - Thug
Matrix I I - The Fugitive
(Prodigy)
Know sometimes you just got to show
Niggas how you do things
That shit hurt time will tell like
My nigga Illa Ghee always said
I love all my niggas
I swear cross my heart hope to die (alright)
Hear me out, put a bullet in your mind
(Prodigy Verse)
Yo thun they caught me from the
Blind side me the Pee
The one who spread love
Me I never shit on my peeps
I never left my dogs out in the cold
I extended my hand with compassion
You extended yours in war
Cool fuck it, y'all snakey mother fuckers
Gonna learn how this nigga
Rock quiet storm niggas
Leave you shot for dead
Nigga I'll rot your flesh
By myself come for delf and
Just pop your head
Now have a good night you snake skin bastard
See you at the crossroads faggot
And in the mean time and in between time
Pee will be layed up with more shines
More dollars for more nines
More boxes of talons to put in your spine
You cross me nigga you lost your mind
Scratch that you never knew from the start
So I forgive you, after you die squirmish
Shots burneth
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH
(Ammo Verse) son we chose life fast
And niggas kept stuntin'
Had to show our ass straight
Up explode right fast
It sounds cold but we roll like that
Rippin' rats finished off our path
We was close like that
All them nights that we threw back yak
Who would thought he do me like
That straight leave me flat
Niggas ain't never feed me black
Wanna see me clap
Blood filling up the cement crack
Straight snakes and I resent that I
Fall back try to prevent that
Try not to be bent at, foul atmosphere
Stunning what's happening here
Got me 'bout to dumb out
Dumping out Macs in here
Niggas catch a hot one
Fucking with Am this year
Wet every man in here vengence lost my senses
Y'all start quarrels I end it
And show up at your wake
Full of sorrow pretending to blend in
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH
(Tragedy Khadafi Verse)
Yo I blow holes in?moschinos?
Splash niggas in they mink?stoles?
Down to their Kenneth Coles
Fuck model bitches center fold
Never love a ho
You got guns let it go my nigga let it blow
And what had killed you is
What you don't know
It's two-five goodfellas gettin' dough
Yo my mom chose dope made love to the needle
I caught 'em fuckin numerous
Times and turned evil
Back in '89 you can say I'm trapped in tme
Still thirsty like a little
Nigga dying to sihne
Baby moms said I got issues
Too many problems
I rock timbs 'til my socks turn orange
Do a nigga dirty, relate to the unworthy
A young G with Q T and black shirty
I've been nice since lee pin
Stripes and brit'sh knights
Fore' building razor tag and sword fights
Niggas see the light when
They start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the knife
And I'm nice with both
Coming at me with the wrong approach
Don't make me Arab neck tie your throat
You bitch nigga!
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH
Matrix I I - The Fugitive
(Prodigy)
Know sometimes you just got to show
Niggas how you do things
That shit hurt time will tell like
My nigga Illa Ghee always said
I love all my niggas
I swear cross my heart hope to die (alright)
Hear me out, put a bullet in your mind
(Prodigy Verse)
Yo thun they caught me from the
Blind side me the Pee
The one who spread love
Me I never shit on my peeps
I never left my dogs out in the cold
I extended my hand with compassion
You extended yours in war
Cool fuck it, y'all snakey mother fuckers
Gonna learn how this nigga
Rock quiet storm niggas
Leave you shot for dead
Nigga I'll rot your flesh
By myself come for delf and
Just pop your head
Now have a good night you snake skin bastard
See you at the crossroads faggot
And in the mean time and in between time
Pee will be layed up with more shines
More dollars for more nines
More boxes of talons to put in your spine
You cross me nigga you lost your mind
Scratch that you never knew from the start
So I forgive you, after you die squirmish
Shots burneth
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH
(Ammo Verse) son we chose life fast
And niggas kept stuntin'
Had to show our ass straight
Up explode right fast
It sounds cold but we roll like that
Rippin' rats finished off our path
We was close like that
All them nights that we threw back yak
Who would thought he do me like
That straight leave me flat
Niggas ain't never feed me black
Wanna see me clap
Blood filling up the cement crack
Straight snakes and I resent that I
Fall back try to prevent that
Try not to be bent at, foul atmosphere
Stunning what's happening here
Got me 'bout to dumb out
Dumping out Macs in here
Niggas catch a hot one
Fucking with Am this year
Wet every man in here vengence lost my senses
Y'all start quarrels I end it
And show up at your wake
Full of sorrow pretending to blend in
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH
(Tragedy Khadafi Verse)
Yo I blow holes in?moschinos?
Splash niggas in they mink?stoles?
Down to their Kenneth Coles
Fuck model bitches center fold
Never love a ho
You got guns let it go my nigga let it blow
And what had killed you is
What you don't know
It's two-five goodfellas gettin' dough
Yo my mom chose dope made love to the needle
I caught 'em fuckin numerous
Times and turned evil
Back in '89 you can say I'm trapped in tme
Still thirsty like a little
Nigga dying to sihne
Baby moms said I got issues
Too many problems
I rock timbs 'til my socks turn orange
Do a nigga dirty, relate to the unworthy
A young G with Q T and black shirty
I've been nice since lee pin
Stripes and brit'sh knights
Fore' building razor tag and sword fights
Niggas see the light when
They start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the knife
And I'm nice with both
Coming at me with the wrong approach
Don't make me Arab neck tie your throat
You bitch nigga!
Thun the get back, is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you pulled
I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode
Thun the get back (yeah) , is so sweet
The taste of revenge your blood on the street
It's called payback for that shit you did
Two wrongs don't make it right
It make it even BITCH