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* also appears on Mobb Deep's "Free Agents - The Mixtape (Bonus Disc)"

[Tragedy Khadafi
Yeah...Get it poppin'...No
shit... for your ear
Yeah...Two-Five

[Tragedy
It go one for my real niggas, two for the
for that weight regulated out of state
Four for the guns blowin' shit straight
For them ass niggas that hate
And I can tell right now you really not knowing
When the guns start blowing and your stop flowing
You can it to the heart bitch nigga play your part
All you saw was the spark now you laying in the
the hood that I rep every nigga in my set
Generals to two-five 'til the death
Inadvertently I know niggas murder me
But can't even G, The Mahdi
Flow so precise, thug paradise, karot ice
Black Christ living the
Niggas see the when they start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the

[Havoc -
hey yo
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' I got to get it poppin'
Yo you a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)
Ain't 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 watching and the whole game in (I'm Good)
Okay with it, cause I live it
You appreciate the God like an up north

Thun I these niggas, cause they simple like bitches
And to damn feminine to fuck with veteran
Stop the rhetoric, you know the led get hot
You know this metal ain't nothing to fuck with
I work that steel with a workman's will
Staring so hard don't me hurt that grill
Apologize dog you ain't that real
Your man got bagged did you squeeled
Glass wearin' ass niggas get killed
You ain't a grown man you pay some bills
Keep it gully been before I had 4 wheels
The game cool, but my talk game ill
Wanna fuck with a nigga I know my shit
You owe bank, I own my shit
Out the gate don't ask, can't floss my
It ain't who you know, it's who you with

Hook]
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 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 world and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)
Okay it, talk cause I live it
You appreciate the God like an up visit

Khadafi]
Yo I settle with, heavy metal shit for my thugs in
nigga how you feel?
Flow so sick, them niggas can dick
Better analyze what lies you trick
In the mix of Queens niggas tryin to get rich
Any in my way can feel the gun spit
Get Du-Rag split with long four-fifth
Hand thru your hood in the six
Road for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit)
Road call for my niggas who you (Thug Shit)
Let it bang it pop 'til your heartbeat stop
Know the game don't '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 you back on the block
You know how the team rocks, 'til we the top

Hook]
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 nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit
And you know a poppin 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 an up north visit

Eh yo a nigga stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know a nigga I rep the dirty rottin'
Ain't tryin' to get these chips
And the nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit
And you know a poppin that shit when it's poppin'
Had a whole world watching and the game boxed in (I'm Good)
with it, talk cause I live it
You the God like an up north visit