Mobb Deep
Its Over
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Текст песни Its Over
[Havoc]
Yeah.. uh-huh
Yall niggaz aint ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin like they is?
[Prodigy]
Aiyyo Dunn, aiyyo yo
You could catch P laid back, in triple black trucks
Or catch him swingin pain(?) bottles in the club
Wont catch me with the police without cuffs
Cant press me into no threatenin position
Probably spot me, steppin out the tree spot tough
Catch P fixin his pants, its cause of his gun
You see the God, big ol chains, but cant stick him
Cause they know I shoot niggaz like Slick Rick and them
Source at the thug events, yknow we hittin them
Caught him spendin fake hundreds at the bar, we was gettin them
Drugs in my system, all types of shit
Keeps me where I wanna be, dont get me started on that
Just peep how aggressive my niggaz is with this
And check how we set up shop to get our chips
Niggaz study our verse like college kids (word)
We know you love our style, get off our dick
(Yeah thats right, uh-huh)
[Chorus]
[H] Yall niggaz aint ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin like they is?
[P] Cause they wanna be like the reals
And be amongst the thugs that do this for real
[H] Yall niggaz aint ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin like they is?
[P] Cause you wanna do it like Hav
And do it like P, but mad shit missin
[Havoc]
Yall niggaz is pussy, and aint nothin gangsta in ya
Rapid fire empty the clip, reload and continue
If not anything else the four-poundll spin ya
And end you where you stand (uh-huh) dead you cause I can
Believe me my hammer dont give a damn what you been through
Its a cold cold world, my whole life was a winter
Never gave a fuck about the cold (nah) draped in thermal
Dont put your nose in things dont concern you
This grown man business, yall niggaz so childish
Im in the cut, analyzin while you fools is wildin
Pickin my mark, and Ima clap my heat off the grip
Murder so clean you can eat off the shit
Im a paranoid nigga, dont get too close
Or I might think you schemin on me, Im cockin the toast
The game cutthroat so I killed the ref
Mobb fallin off, baby girl dont hold your breath, breath
(Yeah thats right, uh-huh)
[Chorus]
[ Its Over Lyrics ]
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