Prodigy of Mobb Deep, B.G. - Y.B.E. lyrics

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep, B.G. - Y.B.E. lyrics]

Much more than your ass
So many years and tears
The blood and sweat that fell
Now it speak for it'self
I be the same nigga (get rich nigga)
Uh huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga
We take yours nigga

Yo, yo I can see it Dunn
Yo let's be it Dunn
And we can manifest all the
Cash we ever dreamed of
It's the cream I love, for the team I shove
All fakeness and everything else to
Far away from us
Ain't no discussin for the plush life
My niggas go hard and knock
Y'all down to survive
In this jungle, wilderness, we was raised
By the wolves and the scavengers
Instincts like a animal but it toughened us
Put a whole lot of thug in us
And it paid off
Cause can't none of y'all fuck with us
Don't get it twist, I know
Anyone can get touched
But uhh - my style of Dunn
Is too quick to bust
And too swift to just, talk in angles to
Let me straighten that shit out for you
Peep it i'm the Head Nigga In Charge
The best kept secret
We killers, but chill Dunn
(shhh) that's best kept secret
Let's not jump off the topic
We talkin bout cash
Fuckin with mines'll be
Much more than your ass
So many years and tears and
Blood and sweat that fell
This dirt underneath my fingernails
Speak for it'self
I be the same if I had billions
You couldn't understand my pain
If you lived it give me the riches
And all of my Dunns'll be drivin
It's beautiful to see the click
Live comfortable

Keep yourself laced, and get your ones
Get your Dunns out the slums

Get your bucks, and get big
Stash your first millions and
Live off the interest

When I hit the block, pistol on my side
Bundle of dope in my socks
Dime bags of powder
Sack of twenty dollar rocks
I'mma hustler, I was taught be bout green
Therefore, I got to have it by all means
I be thuggin, BG was raised that way
Can't see me bein a ho
You'll get played that way
If I'm broke, you got coke, unhands that yay
Be a man, don't break it off
Gotta blast that K
Drama, I love that, I bring that shit
Dick get hard off that shoot-em-up
And bang bang shit i'm Mobb Deep, with this
Click that I'm with, believe that
Disrespect us if you want
We bang for feedback glock got a bad mouth
When it start it don't stop
Black talons go straight through the
Heart and close shop i'mma guerilla
I run with jackers and gangsters
Convicted felons
And believe we armed and dangerous
It gets real
I'm prepared for whatever it come to
Let me catch ya with your drawers down
I'mma down you
Police will find you in a project dumpster
Withcha dick cut off
Stuffed in your mouth motherfucker
I don't care
About you or no nigga that you fuck with
Alla y'all can slip and get your head busted
BGeezy love this, gangsta shit nigga
Whoever I beef with I creep
And spank ya quick nigga

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