N.O.R.E., Prodigy of Mobb Deep - What U Rep lyrics

Wha, what the fuck yo? Fuck yo?
Is it real? Really?
Teach y'all niggas how to rap yo
Show y'all niggas how to expose a sound
(Spit on these cats nigga, spit
On these cats what, what?)
Fuckin dickblower (thug like what?)

Yo (yo) At ease! Back where you supposed to be
P put it back where it's supposed to be
Supposedly, niggas comin close to me
Trash rap niggas can't fuck with the
Exulted, affluent life style I kick
Calm shit that make your livest
Rep wanna harm shit
Don't be alarmed when the guns bang (why?)
It's only natural for my
Dunns to hurt something
Cop a squat though, you might learn something
We givin' out back braces and arm slings
Reality rap, the only song I sing


Nuttin fugazi, strictly the real thing
Live in the flesh
My niggas fresh out the pen
(When you see dem) When I
See you dunn, new guns, money ain't a thing
(Money ain't a thing, nigga what, what?)
You could catch me and the clique
In the spot everyday
Nore guzzle the Crist', I down Chardonnay
Pardon me, 'fore you get knocked out the way
Everyday it's like a title fight take place
(no doubt)
Aiyyo Nas - fuck that nigga just say?
(What he say, huh?)
Aiyya Noyd, tell Manny P to pass me the shank
(shank nigga)
I think it's time to take 'em to the hood
Let's play
Ese, I like it when it get that way

So what you rep dunn?
(Iraq, where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep dunn?)
Dunn the infamous, QB houses
Where niggas stand out all night
And make thousands what you rep?
(Iraq, where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep dunn?)
QB, we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your
Illest nigga's rib cages

Aiyyo, yo
Stick it to you, black magic like voodoo
They can't fuck with us
'cause y'all cats straight doo doo
(You niggas stink like shit)
I'm from Iraq, home of the snakes
Niggas ain't got love for the
Jakes do whatever it takes
Climbin' down terraces, and the fire escapes
Yo we move money, money move me
Yo I'm usually, livin' it up
(livin' it up nigga what?)
Gettin my dick sucked
Bone a bitch in the butt
Make her say what-what

Now gun talk, do you speak the same language?
For your sake, I hope so
Let's rap a taste yo
My shit spit like a retard, and plus boss
I drool for the day me and you could face-off
It gets gangster
When my clique step in the room
We blow torches, and celebrate good fortune
This is for my dunns who rest in coffins
I wish y'all was, wish y'all was here

So what you rep dunn?
(Iraq, where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep dunn?)
Dunn the infamous, QB houses
Where niggas stand out all night
And make thousands what you rep?
(Iraq, where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep dunn?)
QB, we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your
Illest nigga's rib cages

Yo what the deally P? Iraq combine QB
And you know we smash the industry
Negatively so fuck a good boy
I always been a foul hood boy
Yo as a youth I had ring-worms
And all that shit a lil' dirt ball nigga
Throwin' dirt at ya clique
Cause me an Aknel nigga ain't packed no bags
We rather, be in the streets
Sellin yellow mesc' tabs
Cause where we from
Muh'fucker yo the game don't stops
Or we was, out thuggin yo we had chicken-pox
Me Mus', Maze, Outlaw
+Final Chapter+ brigades
It definitely get real, on stage
I ain't the Madd Rapper
But I'm mad at rap niggas
They're sellin' records yo
Actin like they clap niggas
Cause me and P get money like LSG
While them cats small change like a ES3
Yo I'm still the same cat, that I used to be
Often, I'm on tour with my rosaries
Coastin', always hit 'em with
The thug potion
Look at you now, now you just full emotion
Prankster height
My peoples like the gangster-type
Queens niggas like to shoot
Ain't afraid to fight
While y'all niggas wear Pampers
Like the cradle type
Mainly hype, thugged-out, shined with light

So what you rep dunn?
(Iraq, where niggas burst guns
And everybody on the block pump junk
So what you rep dunn?)
Dunn the infamous, QB houses
Where niggas stand out all night
And make thousands what you rep?
(Iraq, where niggas get buried
And we fight dirty, and stay hungry
So what you rep dunn?)
QB, we like to blow faces
And pop slugs in your
Illest nigga's rib cages