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Mobb Deep - Текст песни My gats spitting
[Verse One: Havoc]
 Is it real like niggaz claimin', "stay to this"
 Let me answer that question while I'm aiming this
 Hear them one good time, is he faking kid?
 Not bleeding like that, he gonna need a shit bad
 Lay the fuck up, suck it through from a tube
 a million dollars won't even put my feet in his shoes (check it
 out)
 Niggaz lose they life, hear as nature
 and niggaz die when...tryin', I'm gangsta, niggaz
 Straight pussy, I can smell that shit
 There's only one way that I can duse that shit
 Slugs comin' through, better move that shit
 He was gangsta but he died tryin' ta prove that shit
 Them QB niggaz, too grimey for y'all
 We stick together, fuck what you heard in the song
 The 41st Side, and that love go long
 Niggaz screamin' out, "dunn"
 and we put y'all on...
Chorus: Havoc (2x)
 So fuck y'all niggaz
 Buck y'all niggaz
 Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz
 Try my nigga
 Die my nigga
 All y'all niggaz...my gats spittin'
 [Verse Two: Infamous Mobb]
 Aiyo
 You feel my niggaz when we come through, thuggin' it
 You lovin' it, the way we at ball like the government
 I'm 1/3 President, the AB, the medicine, we OD heavenly
 You fuckin' with veterans who's better than us,
 The In-fa-mous,
 We crush crab niggaz to dust and sweep-o-mop
 When the heat raise up,
 ain't no ifs, ands, or buts
 The most scandalous, make your blood rush
 through your body like it ain't never did before
 We the mall, and we guarantee the realist of all
 My spirit is torn
 My guns is long
 My team is strong
 We king kong niggaz when the heat is on
 And no matter if I'm wrong or right,
 believe me, I'm right
 If anything else, nigga prepare to fight
 like, nuckle up, get your face bowl upMobb Deep - My gats spitting - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/my-gats-spitting-lyrics.html
 or, buckle up and get shot the fuck down
 'cause we got 4 pounds that don't make no sounds
 Real creepy, so be careful when you see me, breathe easy
 Believe me, it's far from what you see on tv,
 It's real life drama, you wouldn't want to be me...
Chorus: Havoc (2x)
 So fuck y'all niggaz
 Buck y'all niggaz
 Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz
 Try my nigga
 Die my nigga
 All y'all niggaz...my gats spittin'
 [Verse Three: Prodigy]
 Aiyo,
 There aint no niggaz on the face of the map, fuckin' with this
 Infamous, y'all, that dominant mall
 Just park your attention on my dogs, it's us
 We the ones with that dope shit,
 that cold crush
 We burn 'em up, turn it up, it's on
 We gonna do it 'til it death us, fuck yo' thoughts
 Niggaz be plottin' to dead us, they move in veine
 Get they head bust open, it's not a thing
 So rap fo' these niggaz
 My team is tough
 It's not a game, motherfucka
 We cleanin' up
 Gettin' that money, motherfucka
 You king or what
 We use your head, dunn, it's right there
 Get you some
 You lack strength, motherfucka
 Better get you some
 For's me, I'm more than a family, dunn
 and we handles our business
 and continue to bang
 and chump niggaz
 Grow and get bigger, flow and get richer
Chorus: Havoc (2x)
 So fuck y'all niggaz
 Buck y'all niggaz
 Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz
 Try my nigga
 Die my nigga
 All y'all niggaz...my gats spittin'











