* also on Mobb Deep's "Free Agents - The Murda Mixtape (Bonus Disc)"
[Tragedy Talking] Yeah...Get it poppin'...No Thug shit... for ear Yeah...Two-Five
[Tragedy It go one for my real niggas, two for the Three for that regulated out of state Four for the guns blowin' getting shit For them bitch ass niggas that And I can tell right now that you really not When the guns start blowing and your stop flowing You can take it to the heart bitch nigga your part All you saw was the now you laying in the dark From the hood that I rep every in my set Generals to Cadets two-five the death I know niggas wanna murder me But can't even G, The Mahdi Flow so precise, paradise, five karot ice Christ living the life Niggas see the light they start losing pints You can die by the gun or the
- Hook] hey yo Eh yo a nigga ain't know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't shit to get these chips And the first nigga tryin to stop me hit And you know a nigga poppin that shit it's poppin' Had a whole watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk I live it You appreciate the God like an up visit
Thun I analyze niggas, cause they simple like bitches And to feminine to fuck with this veteran Stop the rhetoric, you know the led get hot You know this shit ain't nothing to fuck with Know I work that steel with a will Staring so hard don't me hurt that grill Apologize nigga dog you ain't that man got bagged did time you squeeled Glass wearin' ass niggas get killed You ain't a man 'til you pay some bills Keep it gully been before I had 4 wheels The pipe game cool, but my game ill Wanna with a nigga cause I know my shit You owe bank, I own my shit Out the gate ask, can't floss my whip It ain't who you know, bitch who you with
[Havoc Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a nigga I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't shit tryin' to get these And the nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a nigga that shit when it's poppin' Had a whole world and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay it, talk cause I live it You the God like an up north visit
[Tragedy Yo I with, heavy metal shit for my thugs in Connecticut Murderville nigga how you Flow so sick, niggas can blow dick Better analyze what lies before you In the mix of some Queens tryin to get rich Any in my way can feel the gun spit Get your split with long four-fifth Hand glide thru hood in the six Road call for my who you wit? (Thug Shit) Road for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit) Let it bang make it pop 'til your heartbeat Know the game don't stop the casket drops The God run out of then they tape the block Rep to the for my carnivores on lock And my in the box meet you back on the block You how the team rocks, 'til we reach the top
[Havoc Eh yo a nigga ain't know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a nigga I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't tryin' to get these chips And the nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a nigga that shit when it's poppin' Had a whole watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up north
Eh yo a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a nigga I rep the dirty rottin' Ain't shit tryin' to get these And the nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a nigga that shit when it's poppin' Had a whole world and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God an up north visit