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Mobb Deep

"Shorty Wop"

Yeah-h-h-h, one two one two
Yeah, okay, now
You know who we got up in this b*tch
M.O., M.O.B.B.B

[Hook: Prodigy]
(Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street
Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped
(Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch)

[Havoc]
And we don't give a f*ck (f*ck) like you don't give a f*ck (f*ck)
Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust
Death toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust
Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us
Catch me in that GT Coupe, with the flat screen drooped
In the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley
When I pass by, have you stuck, S.U.'s, black 'em up
Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up
Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots
That pop off, buck buck
Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there
sh*t can happen have yo' ass, disappear in thin air
sh*t real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot
You b*tch you call cop, you snitch and that's off top
My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not
Ever gonna play me motherf*ckers get shot (boy)

[Hook] - repeat 2X

[Prodigy]
Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy n*gga
You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my n*gga
We dead serious, you n*ggas is livin jokes
We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones
Y-y-y-yeah, that's right you heard me n*gga, reach for your chrome
When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome
Meanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone
Meanin that sh*t is out the window, we won't give it a thought
And we don't give a loud motherf*ck about who you are
What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved
(*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all you hearin when you go at the Mobb
(*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all I'm sayin if you tryin to talk
We what you would call, n*ggas that talk it walk it and live it
Your music is not "Murder," you an Infamous mimic
You what we would call, n*ggas who suck di*k for a living
Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison

[Hook] - repeat 2X

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