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On The Run Mobb Deep [Havoc] You know my weapons conventional, blow a hole, then you folding You be the death of you, every dude, last view will be arial Put the Range on off road, the woods to bury you Never question my M.O 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 Real Gangstaz Mobb Deep Some, peo-ple run (yeah!) But, gang-stas don't (yeah!) Know my hammer stay cocked (yeah!) If, you, leave you crippled (hey!) Some, peo-ple run (yeah!) But, gang-stas don't (yeah!) Drop a Gem On Em Mobb Deep It's the infamous back in the house once again Livin the life that of diamonds and guns and now gems pulls gats like a basehead pulls on stems the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend Drop There I Go Again/So Long Mobb Deep to the best You know a nigga I be tryin' to chill But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt) Ther comes a time in Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole' Kill or The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side) Mobb Deep like a big 25 naw kid you gettin' life Forever burnin' in hell niggas is trife It's the, semi auto you can bring it on yo I'm pullin' out strippin' niggas just like a porno flick I'm sick the Mobb The Start Of Your Ending Mobb Deep like a big 25 naw kid you gettin’ life Forever burnin’ in hell niggas is trife It’s the, semi auto you can bring it on yo I’m pullin’ out strippin’ niggas just like a porno flick I’m sick the Mobb Mobb Shallow Jharrel Jerome That nigga with a chip on his shoulder over there You see that nigga? Yeah, I see that nigga Let's run up on that nigga Alright, let's do it Yeah, follow me Whatchu' lookin' at?! Bitch Ass Nigga Mobb Deep Pump his ass with lead Never fakin moves, motherfucker run the jewels Buckwild, blowin niggaz out the frame Matter fact, don't call me shorty, kid you know my name So next time, you see me, you better Bloodsport Mobb Deep sure the Mobb rollin thicker get that liquor, turn your back ice pick ya but fuck that stickin with the gat is quicker scared to come around my corner, you ass nigga do a jaw way all day fake shit Rare Species Mobb Deep [Havoc] 1-2, 1-2 [Prodigy] Yo, however do u want, however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in Thug Muzik Mobb Deep the dreal, QB on the hill where I chill 41 side still real, it ain't gone change My niggas think long range crack the skull frame Simple and plain fake niggas want claim fame Real niggas up north, Up North Trip Mobb Deep Verse One: Prodigy It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin shackled on the Win Or Lose Mobb Deep ahh shit it's on, time to go shoppin For cars not fashion, my whips be the bomb My clothes, be the same shit that we had on And fuck lookin cute, save that for the broad [Havoc] It's the H-A-V-O Throw Your Hands (In The Air) Mobb Deep Yo [Havoc] I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear its crystal I air before you only get stronger the things, you been through I don't kill you thats what it'll do Run with a few multiple-scribed Nighttime Vultures Mobb Deep ' write half ass shit The last official takin out the artificial Let me relieve you replace that shit with some lethal Mobb, remember the name it's been along That nigga's shook to death from the first 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 Survival of the Fittest Mobb Deep [Prodigy] There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from You could run but you can't hide forever from these, streets, that we done took You walkin witcha head down scared to look You shook, cause Animal Instinct Mobb Deep Yo, yo, y'know how we did on The Infamous album, right? 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 Temperature's Rising (feat. Crystal Johnson) Mobb Deep Yeah Uhh, no doubt, son, word up (Havoc) Word up, son, I heard they got you on the run Filled with body, now it’s time to stash the guns They probably got the phone tap so I won’t speak long Gimme Murda Muzik Mobb Deep relate to it Murda Muzak, my peoples on the cell block use it Homicide Muzak, Dunn stand up on the count Is you involved wit it or out, while I shout Murda Muzak, niggaz on my block relate to it Modd Muzik Mobb Deep It\'s Murda Muzak, niggaz on my block relate to it Murda Muzak, my peoples on the cell block use it Homicide Muzak, Dunn stand up on the count Is you involved wit it or out, while I shout Murda Muzak Spread Love Mobb Deep up on the floor Feelin' the pain Prodigy: And nine times out ten we ain't even start the shit We finish it Then they wanna press charges Havoc: Plus everybody and their mother wanna act tough Crawlin Mobb Deep ass amongst those who live it So niggas get money bounce from the hood you shitted So bitches fuck niggas, they man best dog Over that now you got some nigga leaking on the floor You gotta watch those Allustrious Mobb Deep bullshit The same law, same day contract, different clause Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since third time felon nigga, who you tellin? Right Back At You Mobb Deep (Prodigy) Yea, yea, check it out Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense I don't give a fuk about my prescence Trife Life Mobb Deep the horn And I thought to myself that it might be on Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?) Locked in Spofford Mobb Deep Huh, you don't believe that So I threw on my hood, pulled out the banger Swung it at the kids, that put me in danger They put away them blades and said, "Why it gotta be like that?" Party Over (feat. Matt Life, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep Artist: Mobb Deep f/ Big Noyd Album: The Infamous Song: Party Over Intro/Chorus: Whatever? Partys over tell the rest of the crew Yo P, its on you, what you wanna do?