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mobb deep - keep it thoro كلمات الأغنية

oh, y’all n-gg-s killer now? oh, word
catch you comin’ out your f-ckin’ crib, n-gg-
yeah, catch a f-ckin’ bullet, n-gg-

ayo, i break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
peel on ducatis and other four wheels
write a book full of medicine and generate mill’s
tour the alb-m, only for more sales

we used to catch those on the block with crills
now it’s paid shows, promoters post up bills
sign dems only if the math is real
if you can’t match numbers then you can’t have
the ‘head n-gg- in charge’ and sh-t

live n-gg-, rhymes, artist
pardon, p dub shines regardless
remorseless, haunt n-gg-s like poltergeist
my advice ‘fore you get like that, is think twice

‘fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it?
loose n-gg-s make the news when we start formin’
sn-tch stripes off a n-gg-‘s uniform often
doin’ it past yo’ delf, you way out your jurisdiction

why n-gg-s bullsh-t on the grill?
i don’t f-ck around, dunny, this move’s real
i keep it thoro, n-gg-

yo, let me back up for ’em, lemme back up, yo, yo

why n-gg-s bullsh-t on the grill?
i don’t f-ck around, dunny, this move’s real
i gave birth to your whole style and feel
how do it feel to hold my d-ck in public?

c-ck blower, duplicate rap cloner
it’s me and you, do it live on stage for dolo
i smack n-gg-s like you, smash n-gg-s by the tools
grab n-gg-s by the throat, show and prove

rhymes c-cky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
did a buck off of my sh-t and wrapped your outtie
temperamental, i snap quick, very touchy
ayo, my att-tude is all f-cked up and real sh-tty

i rap like no one out there can f-ck wit me
you feel different, n-gg-s see me
i throw a tv at you, crazy b-tches say, â€œp, you crazyâ€
a ‘pain in da -ss’, nah but ‘f-ck u, pay me’

i’m no shorty, n-gg-, i stop your glory
i’m a thorough street n-gg- for real, you just applaud me
avoid p, man, take your baby mom’s advice
i’m nothin’ sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price

when you see me in the streets, soldier, salute me
you just a groupie, oh, you gangsta? then shoot me
who gives a f-ck really? i miss my n-gg-, twin
kill me, so i can join the rest of my falls up in the heavens

you rap n-gg-s make me laugh, y’all crazy -ss
and i don’t give a f-ck what you sold, that sh-t is trash
bang this ‘cuz i guarantee that you bought it
heavy airplay all day wit no chorus, i keep it thoro, n-gg-

- mobb deep

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