Mobb Deep Killaz Theme Lyrics

Featuring Mobb Deep]
(Intro / Mobb Deep):
Ha ha...
Yeah...
Uh huh right...
Part the crowd like the Red Sea...
Let's fight to this...
Don't even tempt me...
(Chorus / Mobb Deep):
We wanna kill you... (make y'all n____z fight to this)
We wanna kill you...
(Prodigy):
Eh yo
Peace to our way of life
Hats off to all the trife
Let's toast to fully autos and foot long knives
Specially for stacks of green packs
My outfit ah perform, so blow all stained raps
Now let me take y'all n____z back to my basics of this
Ya ancient to flip, f__ catch a face lift
My shank do remarkable things for fakeness
My whole Mobb got the same patience
Throw on your tracks 8-6
And make moves like a s___e ship
We pack places, Infamous bangs ya nation
Ya light at the weight station
That weak s___ need replacing, put this in heavy rotation
Overdose music
It's theraputic to the user
Driving wild under the influence of this
Careful, cuz ya might just crash ya s___
Total ya whip and still pull my tape out the deck
Me and Mobb tryin to connect like thirty thousand dollar links
Unpoppable, unstoppable, topple
(Cormega):
Yo, my drug cliental was bringing me money well
Smoking Buddha L's and weed so good
They leave a funny smell
n____z scoping me, hoping police is close to me
Mega regulatin'
The way s___'s supposed to be
Gold chain choking me, cocaine provoking me
To live my destiny (ha)
Jacuzzi water soaking me
Floating in smoky Durango
Doing my thing yo, my mac milli
Sweeter than a mango
Son, you know the drilly
The drama is a part of me
Did time for cocaine, nines and armed robbery
My rhyme written graffiti is a live n____ prophecy
Mega poetic rhymes are like dimes but no credit
I leave ya mind paralysed dun, but don't wet it
Scarface persona, I acquired a taste for drama
And I embrace this, real s___
You banned from the projects
Your love here, ancient (f___ that)
Yo, I'ma see you
n____, you transperant see through
Rhymes fully automated, you semi crime related
Cormega and Mobb Deep rhyme amazing
Thug s___ you can't f___ with...
What!!!
(Havoc):
f___ ya bullshit rep, n____ you a__ bet
Talking all that s___, don't even got cash yet
I floss, try to get away
No gats tossed
Got drama with my click, I'ma take it to the source
Q.B.C. representative, I'm just trying to live
If I can't get to you, I'ma take it to ya kids
Spray ya crib, f___ it son
Something gotta give
If I can't live then ain't nothing gonna live
That's dead a__
But to put this whole s___ in a smash
You real, hit that a__ up on four wheels
All jokes aside, you goin' squeal like them other rappers
You know we kick the truth, you wanna clap us
I got this, strictly out the mouth nothing but hot s___
Pop s___, you couldn't f___ this when we drop s___
You helpless, put your whole s___ outta service
Put on some old s___ (Thank God for this)
Yo, if it wasn't
Them n____z like us, you just be ash dust
Hustling for petty kid cash
Come on know, you know I know
When it comes to gats, I'ma a hoe
Never bite my tongue, let them player haters know how we coming
Straight coming through while you running
Get done-ed, have that a__ shaking like a b____ when she coming
One in a mil, slip that a__ like a mickie
It's fifty-fifty f___ing with this, n____ just come and get me
No doubt...
(Chorus / Havoc)
We wanna kill you (that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right)
We wanna kill you (no doubt, that's right