Shook Ones (Freestyle) lyrics

by

Prodigy of Mobb Deep


{*opening automatic gunfire courtesy DJ Whoo Kid*}

[Havoc]
Yo, as I look to the sky and ask God why he put me here
I know why {*GOD*} to have you cowards shook {*DAMN*} runnin with fear
See that glare in my eyes and my focus clear (uh-huh)
I'm that head coach, benchin you rookies and fake players
Only spit, collector's edition sh*t
So in a few years it'll be ten times what you spent
When n*ggas claim they movin that weight, knowin they lyin
My n*ggas put more drugs on the block than Pfizer
All you n*ggas on the di*k, little secret admirers
Let it out... baby girl, don't be ashamed
When you shorty run the choo-choo train
Have her sippin the deuce-deuce dame, Mobb and the group remains
From the stain I was down for the game
Never went against grain, and never let a b*tch borrow my chain
From day one, to the micro-pain
Up inside these veins is dat real n*gga, ain't sh*t changed

[Hook]
Dem n*ggas shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway gangstas
n*gga got bumped and ain't look
n*ggas shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway gangstas
n*gga got bumped and ain't look
n*ggas caught up in the gliss' and the glamour
And then got' sleep with the hammer, let somebody tell you different
And that ass will, die for (?)poor grammar(?)
f*ck around if you wanna, I don't think you coward heart got the stamina

[Prodigy]
I had (?)Claudette all tense(?), pus*y sore for days
I'd rather, beat my di*k than go the R. Kelly way
I'd take Felice for nine and a half weeks
Fill it back, pourin Henny on her ass cheeks
I f*cked Missy in that Lamborghini
Give Foxy the ecstasy without the pill, see me
I give Alicia Keys quickie while she on tour
Nuttin' but +Gangsta Love+, then I take a flight home
I told Lice' she need to bark at me
So I can, kill her with the collar and the leash
sh*t I got plans, I need to get in touch with Stacie Dash
Cause she doesn't have a clue what she missin over here
Scratch Jenny Lo' itch, whenever Ben ain't there
I have Whitney doin lines off my di*k, you hear?
Throw Trina big fattie in a wheelchair, f*ck dreamin
P and them is doin this for real

{*GOD.. DAMN!*}
{*Mobb Deep album.. comin soon.. pick it up*}
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