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Mobb Deep - Crawlin lyrics
[Havoc] Without a doubt, you gonna hear that thing clap Dog I take shit to heart cause I was born like that I only got my word as a man when I give When I say I'm going at you it's a given when I spit it So niggas talk out the 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 broads To die over that is totally against the grain and against street laws I respect paper and every minute thats spent gettin that shit So my little dunn could be set And what I feal about a nigga thats trying to pose threats Never write it out if you can't cash that check Dog I know about death you ain't sayin nuttin slick Empty out on that fool cliq cliq, cliq cliq [Havoc: Hook x2] So keep movin, You better keep walkin The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin Clinger for life [Prodigy] Nigga how you want it nigga, cause you about to get served Matter of fact nigga, you about to get your shit burned Punk motherfucker, female ass nigga The homo rapper, H to the you know Come on man I ain't gotta spell it out for you You know how to tell time you know my gun boil I set it off on your bitch ass, dont forget that And your retaliation was weak, baby pictures Dunn I'll take you out in the street and spank you bitch Ain't no point going at "P" you run into bricks How you not gonna show face after that stunt At rap's only awards and you ain't show up You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed By these black Mobb gangstas you niggas is done I suggest that you pack up and take it to go Cause everything is not cool and you niggas should know [Havoc: Hook] So keep movin, You better keep walkin The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin Clinger for life [Havoc] How it feel when that steel hit the grill huh For real, for real shit be that real son The grimy endulge in nothing but gangsterness That ice is lookin major on your wrist Is you ready to die like a man for it Or pass it right over, fall back and get extorted Like a camcorder every move is recorded Keep them hands so I see them Every thaught I can read it [Prodigy] Ya'll some hoe ass niggas, I'll slap days out you You was raised off our shit we made rappers Bitch ass nigga I'll buck the fuck out that nigga And peel that fruit, kill that fool Eighty Eight is you crazy Thats when I was fuckin Sophie and you was pumpin for poison My nigga Killa Dang woulda spit in your face Illa G been told me about that ? boy Jay [Havoc: Hook x2] So keep movin, You better keep walkin The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin Clinger for life |
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