Tonalité : F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
H -A -V -O -C,
Gbm
on the side of me with
my nigga Prodigy
Gb
Abm
Yeah, infam ous Mobb Deep, nigga
M -O -B -B, we in the fuckin' house
Ab
Abm
Make some noise, nigga
Gm
Them all comin' through, no doubt,
kid
Fm
Schemin' and layin'
Db
with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
Fm
and the last ones asleep
Abm
And that's why we got the drop
Db
Dm
Fm
Rip shows, hit hoes
Db
I'm the type of nigga
Dm
that'll have your baby for the vest
Db
Fm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Dm
and right back to you
Db
And if it get back to us,
Fm
then we clapping you, what?
Dm
Born to be wild,
Fm
pushed to the front of the crowd
Top of the pile, state of the art
E
rhymes a hundred miles
Dm
Fm
I lay down on chocolate clouds
Dm
F
Fm
Then pull out and let blow on any clown
Dm
Fm
Listen to the glow go round
Cause my silence
is the most powerfulest
weapon yet found
Dm
Fm
Hold it down, my tongue that is,
I bring the biz
Keep it tight, my mouthpiece,
suspense my clips
Eb
Fuck it with me,
Ebm
F#m
the scenery get highly intense
Eb
Fm
Intelligent, gun buckers, duck fucker,
Eb
you get bent over
Fm
I'm not signing out soldier,
rockin' launcher
Dm
Shake musketeer, face carpenter
Fm
You need to downshift and slow down kid
Or get surrounded and
pounded out real quick
Eb
Ebm
Ayo, check out what the storm
C#
Ab
Fm
blew in
Dm
The ball comin' through,
Fm
no doubt kids
Cm
Fm
Sleepin' and layin' with the perfect plot
Dm
We the first ones awoken,
Fm
the last ones asleep
And that's why we got
to drive the drought
Dm
R .I shows, head colds
Fm
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby father vexed
Dm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Fm
an d right back to you
Dm
Db
And if they get back to us,
Fm
Dm
then we're clapping you, what?
Gm
Check the main attraction of this rap shit
Fm
Eb
Dm
Db
The infamous slap some shit on the track
Eb
Dm
And get this whole atlas wide open
Fm
It's stuck on it,
Eb
Gm
you need to hang it up like a warning
Dm
Eb
Your shit pouring, rapping pouring on
Fm
your head like it's storming
Hellfire, Vietnam,
your whole outfit get re -rounded
Dm
Yo, you bout it, bout it,
Fm
though I doubt it, doubt it
Dm
While you girl scout it,
I'll be repping QB, drowning
Boxes of Heineken,
gin bottles with the handles
Gbm
Dm
Rubber handles and crack paper
Fm
Get flipped, the stack paper,
Eb
the beach flavor
Fm
Bb
Eb
Make the power more greater,
Dm
fuck y mob haters
Fm
We got y wives on the beta,
Am
Fm
why you playin' with her ?
We makin' her loose and turned on,
Dm
Fm
she love when the thug is blowin'
E
She get around when I walk around
Fm
with the gun showin'
Gbm
Dm
The mob steady blowin'
with this 9A shit
Am
Before I had my clique,
Dm
before I had my clique
Fm
A nigga wasn't shit,
Eb
Dm
y 'all niggas wasn't feelin' this shit
Fm
Now you hearin' it,
Eb
Fm
get off my dick
Dm
Y 'all niggas sick like a virus
Fm
Db
I wish one of y 'all niggas try this
Ab
Uh -huh
Fm
Dm
The bar comin' through
Fm
C
No doubt kids schemin' and layin'
Fm
With the perfect plot
Db
Dm
Db
We the first ones awoke
Fm
and the last ones
Asleep and that's why we got to
Dm
Drive the drugs, whip shows, hit hoes
Db
I'm the type of nigga that'll
Fm
Have your baby father vex
Dm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Ab
An d right back to you and if
Db
it get back to us
Fm
Then we'll clap and you watch
Dm
The bar got it locked down,
Fm
Eb
still heavy weights in this, the VR
New niggas was shook,
ain't it ill how we could read eyes?
Fm
I'm stoppin' this,
it's approximate that you be coppin' this
Headlockin' shit,
bring it back where it's
Ab
supposed to be
Eb
Take a dose of this,
guarantee cats'll be stuck
Ab
Dm
Check the QBC, just a cop for musts
M .O .B .B., make no mistake,
Fm
it's us
Eb
Thought it was hashish,
Ab
but the shit was laced with dust
Dm
You all fucked up,
sharing the bread, no one to trust
Walkin' the streets with a bag of choke
and a stale Dutch
Dm
Rep the 44 side and hold
the title with pride
And when it's on,
use the infrared for God
Dm
Aim it at your rental,
I'm like liquor in the winter
Keep it warm but make things extra hot
Eb
when you in a fuckin' faggot
Have you hoppin' like rabbits for carrots
Fm
Dm
No need to yodel,
Fm
Dm
the name we already established
Them all comin' through,
no doubt, kids
Gb
Ab
Schemin' and layin' with the perfect plot
E
Dm
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Dm
Rip shows, hit hoes
G
I'm the type of nigga
Dm
that'll have your baby mama wet
Dm
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
Cm
and right back to you
Eb
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
F#
Ebm
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Dm
Rip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby mama wet
Dm
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
and that's why we got
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