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clap those thangs - mobb deep lyrics

(featuring 50 cent)

[havoc talking]
yeah we stop f-ckin with theses n-gg-z
it’s real… it’s real… yo

[verse 1: havoc]
this money done got a n-gg- like me in trouble
i made it n-gg-z hated leave me dead they beloved to
mommy before i walked up out that door i should’ve hugged you
who’s my real friends seems i’m livin in a bubble
for cryin like a b-tch n-gg- get your f-ckin firearm
got me blowin hollow tips right at your teflon
n-gg- stick and move if you ain’t gettin stepped on
no heat? that’s like a cop without his vest on
we buggin constantly thuggin we ain’t showin no lovin
ice griller than sluggin face the repercussion
n-gg-z stomach is touchin it’s real not for nothin
keep fakin and frontin you know it’s gonna be somethin
they say you live and you learn n-gg-z never will learn
burn heavily burn when streets and music merge
n-gg-z comin at me sideways
n-gg- get your hammer and let’s do this the right way for real

[chorus: mobb deep] + (havoc)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)

[verse 2: 50 cent]
if you scared n-gg- get a gun, don’t go get a dog
got a .44 long to put your -ss in a morg
you peace talk with your pistol i send n-gg-z to get you
ten grand to hit you the sh-lls are sure to split you
you chrome spot…drop, gun in the stash… box
get your b-tch -ss… shot, standin around here
the flow so… hot, they say i got it… locked
hold on a second homey let’s get this clear
the wrist stay… rocked, the ruger stay… c-cked
i hope you smoke a lot ’cause i supply a weed… spot
now i got a question and i need the answer on the spot
that b-tch you with she like you or she like what you got
it’s 50 cent and m-o-b-b breath easy
we ain’t finna kill nothin we just chillin n-gg-
but look dog don’t go actin loco
you in queens you a long way from kansas?

[chorus: mobb deep] + (havoc)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those things
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)
you know we pop those thangs
(yo, you scared get it dog, you gully get a gun)

[verse 3: prodigy]
ay yo
why dudes walk around with those on the hip
the pocket or the box n-gg- wherever they fit
you know we done been through the worst of the sh-t
all we know is how to survive y’all n-gg-z eat a d-ck
eat it quick eat your food through the i.v f-ckin with p
need a plastic bag attachment to sh-t?
y’all make us so real ice grill faces before them guns popped out
now you look like you seen death
you ain’t ready for murder don’t play with these kids
upgrade to a set of wings f-ckin with my clique
basically be a cold case fav real quick
people that enjoy life they don’t come to our set place your bets
your favorite rap is s-x i swell up n-gg-z heads
frail n-gg-z is dead better get your weight up yeah
you heard what we said bird n-gg-z ain’t deaf
f-ck y’all wanna do about it huh? straight up

- mobb deep lyrics

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