* 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 weight out of state Four for the guns getting shit straight For bitch ass niggas that hate And I can tell right now that you not knowing When the guns start blowing and blood 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 to Cadets two-five 'til the death Inadvertently I know niggas wanna me But can't even G, The Mahdi Flow so precise, paradise, five karot ice Black Christ the life see the light when 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 a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) shit tryin' to get these chips And the first nigga tryin to me gettin hit And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's Had a world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, cause 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 the led will get hot You know this metal ain't nothing to fuck with Know I that steel with a workman's will Staring so hard make me hurt that grill Apologize nigga dog you that real Your man got bagged did time you Glass slipper wearin' ass niggas get 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 fuck with a nigga I know my shit You owe bank, I own my shit Out the don't ask, can't floss my whip It who you know, bitch it's who you with
[Havoc Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) shit tryin' to get these chips And the first nigga tryin to me gettin hit And you know a nigga poppin that shit when poppin' Had a whole world and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up visit
[Tragedy Yo I settle with, heavy metal shit for my thugs in Murderville nigga how you Flow so sick, them can blow dick Better analyze what lies you trick In the mix of some Queens tryin to get rich Any nigga in my way can feel the gun Get Du-Rag split with long four-fifth Hand thru your hood in the six call for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit) Road call for my niggas who you (Thug Shit) Let it bang make it pop 'til your stop Know the don't stop 'til the casket drops The God run out of shots then they tape the Rep to the death for my on lock And my dogs in the box meet you back on the You how the team rocks, 'til we reach the top
[Havoc Eh yo a nigga stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't shit tryin' to get these And the first nigga tryin to me gettin hit And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's Had a whole world watching and the game boxed in (I'm Good) with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up visit
Eh yo a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty Ain't shit tryin' to get these And the first tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a nigga poppin that shit it's poppin' Had a world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk I live it You appreciate the God an up north visit