Mobb Deep Right Back at You Lyrics

[Prodigy]
Yea, yea, check it out
Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We can die together
As long as I send your maggot a__ to the esscense
I don't give a f__ about my prescence
I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
For the next crab n____ to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7. Mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like this
Cuz now you b__p head wit kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive the last night
d___, right, I ain't trying to fight
We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action, I grab the gat and
Ain't no turning back when I start blasting
Pick up the handle and insert the potion
c___ the s___ back in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear cuz you the one in danger
Never share your plans wit a stranger, word is born

[Chorus X2:]
I put the glock on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on n____, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, I'm bucking right back at you

[Havoc]
f__ where you're at kid, it's where you're from
Cuz where I'm from, n____z pack nuthin but the big guns
Around my way, n____z don't got no remorse for out of towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
The loud sounder, ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Step to the hill and I'm a test your gun skills
Cuz real n____z don't try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwhyle
But swing that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a m____fuking short stay
Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not make it through
What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could come around my way, you big stupid f__
What the hell you smoking, what the f__ possessed you
To come out your face, now I have to wet you
Throw on my tims, black mask and black ?serpent?
Twist a n____ cap, then jump in the J-30

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killer, Raekwon]
Who's the richest n____ in the project, who got it live
Rocking Convertibles, frop tops and mad high
Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organize, all eyeballs is on CREAM
And your whole clique got nuthin but raw s___
Whip after whip, stay flashing your d___ on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging Nas, Mobb Deep and Wu
There's money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
Jums is in the mailboxes, b____es holding your guns
You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in siran
Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we expand
Masked Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, plus the Bridge, boy remember

[Big Noyd]
My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow down cousin
But he vexed and n____z getting wet up in the projects
But wit no doubt, shorties out for his respect
But is his brain insane from the lye
From smoking that 118 ?chiny tye?
Why, a n____ just died last week
As he swore he was growing, he's a thug in the street
But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild wit the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
Wit a firepack, don't even go there cuz it ain't like that
Slow down baby, he said, what, you trying to play me
You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
Thug's selling drug, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy.