Hell on Earth (Front Lines) Mobb Deep

kites to the street Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked, finish em off Well done meat, that said twenty-two slug to your head Travel all the way down to your leg Chorus: together Aiyyo it's hell

Never Goin' Back Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep-- Never Goin' Back [Havoc] Yo... Ain't no hard time invented that Havoc can't handle If cats only knew all the shit I been through Homicide, suicide, am I, losin my mind?

Where Ya Heart At Mobb Deep

Ain't got no worries for why'all niggaz man...y'all niggaz is crazy [PRODIGY] Hey yo, its hell on earth down here the pavement scorching Its more on roc when the Mobb walks in shit gets hot like a ill

Stomp Em Out Mobb Deep

The midnight murder, two cop bodies on my heat Walk the street with a motherfuckin straight face Little shorty flip the script, huh on any punk ass nigga or bitch The little brown skin buddha sucker

Me and My Crew Mobb Deep

Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and front on this and get dissed, motherfucker Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and front on this and get dissed Hey yo I'm takin it Uptown

Where Your Heart At Mobb Deep

Ain't got no worries for y'all niggaz man...y'all niggaz is crazy [PRODIGY] Hey yo, its hell on earth down here the pavement scorching Its more on roc when the Mobb walks in shit gets hot like a

Handcuffs Mobb Deep

shoe on the other foot and I got ?

Got It Twisted Remix (Featuring Twista) Mobb Deep

The music just turns me on!

The Infamous (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) Mobb Deep

big bad wolf that'll eat your food clown I ain't gotta huff and puff you know my style Calm as fuck, I just let my gun wild out I got cash motherfucker I could have you touched But I rather be hands on

Temperature's Rising (feat. Crystal Johnson) Mobb Deep

a half second and I’ma put you on It’s all messed up, somebody’s snitchin on the crew And word is on the street is they got pictures of you Homicide came to the crib last night, six deep axin on your

Shorty Wop Mobb Deep

[Chorus - Prodigy] (Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot) Young thuggin in the street

Pearly Gates (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) Mobb Deep

Yeah Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you

Temperature's Rising Mobb Deep

I heard they got you on the run for a body Now it's time to stash the guns They probably got the phones tapped, so I won't speak long Gimme a hot second, and I'ma put you on It's all messed up, somebody

Shook Ones Part II Mobb Deep

Keep your eyes open) For real- who ain't got no feelings (No doubt, son, keep your eyes open) (I got this, I got this) (Just watch my back, I got your front, yo) Check it out now (Word up, say it to them

Get Dealt With Mobb Deep

swords, ready for war, who paid cost and take ya life lost, never found again boss A job well done, relax, throw back fifths of Bacardi Limon, fifteenths of hash get lit Fuckin with the fabulous Mobb

Hit it From the Back Mobb Deep

Check it out Shorty don't front, you better act like you're widdit Frontin like you never did it, bitch admit it Matter fact, shut the fuck up and turn around If you still got walls I'ma tear the

Real Niggaz Mobb Deep

started out makin, small time bacon Two little niggaz bakin, talkin bout whippin cakes Get clothin and big cheddar, hopin it gets better We had no knowledge of this shit we just was with whatever In front

In the Long Run Mobb Deep

(Chorus / Havoc): Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Let's

Let a Ho be a Ho Mobb Deep

snitch And if I had in my misdt, she'd be biting shit Hook 2X: Cause a ho gonna be a ho A nigga gonna be a nigga No matter what the fuck you think Got cash in my escrow, never gonna let it go (Hell

Backstage Pass (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi Every women on planet Earth got their eyes On the kid; they all wanna touch On a nigga skin, they love me so much They all got P on they brain And at the

Shook Ones, Part 2 (Album Version) Mobb Deep

, yo) Check it out now (word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it’s a murda) [prodigy] I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous You heard of us Official queensbridge murderers The mobb

Shook Ones Pt II Mobb Deep

check it out now (word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda) [Prodigy] I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous you heard of us official Queensbridge murderers the Mobb

shock ones Part 2 Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep (The Infamous) Album: The Infamous Song: Shook Ones Pt II (Intro) Word up son, word yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin'

Shook Ones Pt. II Mobb Deep

check it out now (word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda) [Prodigy] I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous you heard of us official Queensbridge murderers the Mobb

Hurt Niggas Mobb Deep

Verse 1: ( Prodigy ) I'll noose ya'll, and push ya'll off the edge I'm like Ray Benzino 'cause how I hang men I got a big caliber gun inside of my Timb so I can explode on any mothafucka that grin

Put 'Em In Their Place Mobb Deep

She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe?

Quiet Storm Mobb Deep

[Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines I'm that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme P,yea u heard of him but I ain't concerned with them nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them

Extortion Mobb Deep

You walk a line that's thin, you religious well you sin Fuckin with the Mobb, Infamous to the end I hold a nine Ruger, with an infa-spot disc Red dot right at your face, so set sail or rock it And

The Realest (Feat. Kool G Rap) Mobb Deep

Rap]For street niggas livin with they lives on the line [Prodigy]For young guns comin' up during these times [Kool G.

The Realest Mobb Deep

Rap] For street niggas livin with they lives on the line [Prodigy] For young guns comin' up during these times [Kool G.

Daydreamin' (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

dough So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no more Coming up we ain't have much, a lot of canned food Cereal in the white box with powdered milk too My moms couldn't buy me the shoes I want We put lay-away on

Eye for an Eye (Your Beef is Mines) Mobb Deep

rather bust ya, and leave your corpse for the cops to discover, while I be dippin in the Range Rover All jewelled like Liberace You watch me while Jakes tryin to knock me and lock me But I'll be on

Eye for a Eye (Your Beef Is Mines) (feat. Nas, Raekwon) Mobb Deep

rather bust ya, and leave your corpse for the cops to discover, while I be dippin in the Range Rover All jewelled like Liberace You watch me while Jakes tryin to knock me and lock me But I’ll be on

Get Away Mobb Deep

back Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cuz no matter drama or gossip my heart is your hood my dogs niggas i rock wit (get away) Before you get clapped put the tougnes to two loose have everybody on

Got It Twisted Mobb Deep

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge) That truth come out when you drunk Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow [Bridge] We step up in the club with one thing On our mind that’s leave with

It's Mine Mobb Deep

[HAH haha] [Havoc] Yo... straight thugs on this side - it's do or die to the death Like the terminal ill takin they last breath Read your last rites - God, forgive me for the sin I'm about to commit

It's Mine (feat. Nas) Mobb Deep

[HAH haha] [Havoc] Yo... straight thugs on this side - it's do or die to the death Like the terminal ill takin they last breath Read your last rites - God, forgive me for the sin I'm about to commit

Trife Life Mobb Deep

It's only right Let me put you on to what happens Son, never believe this shit Kick that shit [Prodigy] It's just another day, drownin my troubles with a forty That's when I got the call from this

Peer Pressure Mobb Deep

instance, build a strong social life Without messing up still trying to live right Like in junior high, I used to wonder why Certain females went out with certain guys Then one day, it all dawned on

Get At Me Mobb Deep

Yo, you'se a baby boy rapper, breast-fed nigga I'm a quiet murderer, in front the feds type nigga Do my dirt quicker from my early days swifter With the gat, I'm like ???

Bloodsport Mobb Deep

to death while you walkin fuckin up the talkin, we straight up, New Yorkin we blowin niggas heart attack stroking niggas provoking niggas, shittin all over niggas you rollin thick, but sure the Mobb

Right Back At You Mobb Deep

little life like this Cuz now you bump head wit kids that's lifeless I live by the day only if I survive the last night Damn, right, I ain't trying to fight We can settle this like some grown men on

Right Back At You (feat. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

little life like this Cuz now you bump head wit kids that's lifeless I live by the day only if I survive the last night Damn, right, I ain't trying to fight We can settle this like some grown men on

Hey Luv (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

Pss.ss..Shorty... come here (112) listen listen listen come on (ooooo) yo-yo (luv you ... need you...)

G.O.D Pt. III Mobb Deep

bogus What you got in the trunk Aight aiyyo Son yo yo You think that motherfuckin nigga's out there right now Son Word what he doin out here Son we got drama with that nigga Be tryin to fuckin front

It's Alright (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent, Mary J. Blige) Mobb Deep

middle sex fif, knew that you was that chick Wooly sayin' holla at her, whip sayin' girl get in Remind me of a women that, I can have without the stress Asked if she had a man, couldn't tell if no or yes Hell

HEY LUV Mobb Deep

[Prodigy & 112] Pss.ss..Shorty... come here (112) listen listen listen come on (ooooo) yo-yo (luv you ... need you...)

Hey Luv (Anything) Mobb Deep

[Prodigy & 112] Pss.ss..Shorty... come here (112) listen listen listen come on (o0ooo) yo-yo (luv you ... need you...)

Smoke It (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed Keep thinkin' its a game get your man tooks I'm never under pressure, never seen hands shook Blood money album drop, hell

Hoodlum Mobb Deep

You a must son, we full bread You ain't my dogg, tring to infiltrate my clik is you I get wit you, handle that on a later note.