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Mobb Deep - Still Shinin' lyrics
Prodigy] We shot the motherfuckin pack yo Yo to all my niggaz uncivilized to civilized We cook the shake move the weight across the tri state Them jooks niggaz bring the shook up out the crook type Special deliver Son it shines through your act bigger My Infamous Mobb get on they job The truth gets revealed like you W. Fard Some sheisty New York niggaz thirsty for chedda You shinin' you get your jewels taken with your Hil' sweater Keepin this rap fans like crack fiends Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda Albums of G-packs sellin cross far waters My Mobb pits is like dime bricks Satisfaction, guaranteed real shit Rapper Noyd, we meet you at the top kid And once we all on top, ain't no stoppin it I'm headstrong, at peace with myself like Islam You stupid, a hundred niggaz form around me Like forcefield pull out and use gun like shield The crew is worldwide, to think we started from the Hill Beware, of quiet niggaz layin in the cut (for what?) Patiently watchin waitin for a come up Get your spot took, we rob land like white man Plans to overthrow your whole shit by shaking your hand Motherfucker Chorus: (together) Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy Still shinin', still climbin Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy Still shinin', still climbin [Havoc] Still shinin', still climbin, check this out Son Nine six to the motherfuckin year two G The Mobb got it locked with the Master keys Word life combination to the safe it's on Get that loot motherfucker spread love well you warned The forty-first got the heat, for them niggaz that thirst Yes devine nine shine put that ass in line Regulate, I'm only here just to take what's mine Must hit combine, dangerous minds Dunn bust the outline A half a man generatin grands Kid you know how I go only fuck with fam That's why you're lookin from the outside in, wonderin How we bubblin, hustlin, break you days in Grimy motherfuckers, gettin info from your baby's mother Got her pillow talkin while that ass was sleepwalkin So all that bullshit you did, I know where you live You better be on point when you walk in the rest Your broke ass probably don't got a vest So I suggest change your location is best Because I'm comin through army fatigue dressed Blessed with hollow tips yes, to burn through your dirty ass Guess Yes, still shinin', still climbin [Prodigy] Hey yo, yo Tommy, word break the fuck off what is you tryin? His faggot ass cats'll get capped for even tryin You tried to confront me, but only faced iron From holes to your shirt like Jamaican clothes Fuck the miss, the science of numbers is how I live If we ain't gettin mathetmatics somethin got to give Broke for your fuckin life with nowhere to live is no way to live, resort to Plan B Start to stickin, strong-arm robbery and ice pickin It's sneak vickin, it's cold outside I think it's past time for me to grab the clapper and take mine You follow what I'm sayin it's like leadin the blind Tryin to voice a clear picture of this life of crime You slow learners'll understand in due time Up the ladder of success with tecs, we tryin to eat and put that fly shit on my back, and bless my feet With some new and improved, spectate or make a move Hesitate or regulate it's on you Crime nigga yo Chorus 2X What? Nine six motherfucker The Infamous |
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