Key: F minor
Verse 1
my nigga Prodigy
B
Dbm
Yeah, infam ous Mobb Deep, nigga
M -O -B -B, we in the fuckin' house
Db
Dbm
Make some noise, nigga
kid
We the first ones awoke
Gb
Gm
Bbm
Rip shows, hit hoes
Gb
Bbm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Top of the pile, state of the art
Gm
Bbm
I lay down on chocolate clouds
Gm
Bb
Bbm
Then pull out and let blow on any clown
Gm
Bbm
Listen to the glow go round
Cause my silence
is the most powerfulest
weapon yet found
Gm
Bbm
Hold it down, my tongue that is,
I bring the biz
Keep it tight, my mouthpiece,
suspense my clips
Abm
Bm
the scenery get highly intense
Ab
Bbm
Intelligent, gun buckers, duck fucker,
rockin' launcher
Bbm
You need to downshift and slow down kid
Or get surrounded and
pounded out real quick
Ab
Abm
Ayo, check out what the storm
F#
C#
Bbm
blew in
Fm
Bbm
Sleepin' and layin' with the perfect plot
And that's why we got
to drive the drought
that'll have your baby father vexed
Gm
Gb
And if they get back to us,
Bbm
Gm
then we're clapping you, what?
Cm
Check the main attraction of this rap shit
Bbm
Ab
Gm
Gb
The infamous slap some shit on the track
Ab
Gm
And get this whole atlas wide open
Ab
Cm
you need to hang it up like a warning
Gm
Ab
Your shit pouring, rapping pouring on
Hellfire, Vietnam,
your whole outfit get re -rounded
I'll be repping QB, drowning
Boxes of Heineken,
gin bottles with the handles
Bm
Gm
Rubber handles and crack paper
Bbm
Eb
Ab
Make the power more greater,
Dm
Bbm
why you playin' with her ?
We makin' her loose and turned on,
Gm
Bbm
she love when the thug is blow in'
Bm
Gm
The mob steady blowin'
with this 9A shit
Ab
Gm
y 'all niggas wasn't feelin' this shit
Ab
Bbm
get off my dick
Bbm
Gb
I wish one of y 'all niggas try this
Bbm
Gm
The bar comin' through
Bbm
F
No doubt kids schemin' and layin'
Gb
Gm
Gb
We the first ones awoke
Asleep and that's why we got to
Bbm
Ab
still heavy weights in this, the VR
New niggas was shook,
ain't it ill how we could read eyes?
it's approximate that you be coppin' this
Headlockin' shit,
bring it back where it's
guarantee cats'll be stuck
Db
Gm
Check the QBC, just a cop for musts
M .O .B .B., make no mistake,
sharing the bread, no one to trust
Walkin' the streets with a bag of choke
and a stale Dutch
the title with pride
And when it's on,
use the infrared for God
I'm like liquor in the winter
Keep it warm but make things extra hot
Have you hoppin' like rabbits for carrots
Bbm
Gm
No need to yodel,
Bbm
Gm
the name we already established
Them all comin' through,
no doubt, kids
B
Db
Schemin' and layin' with the perfect plot
A
Gm
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
bounces off of me
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
B
Abm
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby mama wet
bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
and that's why we got
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