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prodigy of mobb deep – murda murda كلمات اغاني

[intro: prodigy]
yeah, yeah
f_ckin’ cold out here
f_ckin’ hungry right now, man
let’s go get sumthin’ to eat, son
some n_ggas holdin’ over there
(yeah, yeah) say we take that (yeah, yeah, come on, son)
yeah
(thirsty too) yeah, yeah, yo

[verse 1: prodigy]
n_gga this banana clip p not that other bullsh_t
this is the purest dope there is
i don’t like fiction
if it’s not facts i don’t f_ck with the sh_t
and that’s how i live and with that bein’ said, f_ck with p you get dead
i keep three thousand in the pocket of my pants
ey week the haze, i smoke seven grams
ey day i wake i’m proud of who i am, i’m a gangsta and million dollar business man
i’m a soldiеr, a leader, it’s p the don
i hop out on n_ggas whеn i catch ’em in my world and still make it to my meeting at vibe com
i’m a threat to the safety of your well_bein’
you wanna be on our side ’cause we feedin’ the animals
vultures and hyenas
them other n_ggas servin’ that mad cow disease sh_t
[chorus: prodigy & tony yayo]
yeah, i’m a soldier
and i’m a k!ller
it’s murda murda
we pull the trigger
guerilla unit
yeah we a problem
if you don’t want it
don’t get it started
yeah, i’m a soldier
and i’m a k!ller ([?] n_gga)
it’s murda murda ([?] motherf_ckin’ house [?] buy [?] car n_gga)
we pull the trigger
guerilla unit (my moneys long, c_cksucker)
yeah we a problem
if you don’t want it (yo)
don’t get it started

[verse 2: tony yayo]
you get knocked lil homie, baby mom’s ain’t gon’ write chu
and you can catch aids if the wrong fiend bite you
fifty grams of crack
that’s conspiracy
a kilo and a mac (twenty_five years, n_gga you scared)
that’s a century, i roll with hard rock n_ggas straight from the slums
with the heart of iracs throwin’ rocks at them guns, you we stack funds
pop corks and bottles and we in every hood like (mickey d’s, n_gga) ronald mcdonald, listen i’m rich b_tch
just from spittin’ in the booth so the house in miami is hurricane proof, i’m the truth
the phantom turn your wife to a hooker
that’s why i chop the top like your neighborhood butcher
[outro: tony yayo]
f_ck n_gga
house in miami (ya’ll n_ggas get some paper, man), hurricane proof, c_cksucker
that’s money, n_gga (just copped a million dollar crib, n_gga)
p (only [?] [?] [?])
los vegas p

- prodigy of mobb deep

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