Nickel and a Nail lyrics

by

Prodigy of Mobb Deep


[Intro]
This is one of those ones, you heard
Alchemist, f*ck is the deal, n*gga
It's that gutta gutta gutta gutta sh*t n*gga
(Yeah, Twin, I see you) With my little dirty n*ggas

[Verse 1]
That n*gga P is thug enough to rep QB from Long Island
Hempstead n*ggas thug their way to the top
Man as a young gun I was like they can't stop me
Now I'm all grown obviously they ain't stop me (Nope)
Tried my hands at drug, that sh*t wasn't for me (Uh)
Compared to these royalties that sh*t is like chicken feed
Some chose ballin', music was my callin'
As long as it sounds gutta, you hear me all along
What most make in a year, I get off one song
And that sh*t is not fair to you, but f*ck y'all
Man I'm still comin' up on that rough side, that tough side
Nuttin' was handed to me, I had to go for mine
My sh*t is hard earn, you stumbled onto shine
We built this from the dirt, you copy off mine
Once again it's the homey that thug rhymes and kill beats
n*ggas is burnt, they runnin' out lines

[Interlude]
Ha-ha-ha, nah n*gga don't ask me for sh*t
n*gga don't come up to me (The fully loaded .25)
(With one extra bullet on the side)
You don't want what I got in my pocket n*gga
Do you really want this? Do you really want this?
I got somethin' for you, come here, check it out
(The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side)
[Verse 2]
That n*gga P bug enough to bring my gun, where's that wildin'
It's too much cops there, chill P you wildin'
f*ck that I've been too much to start calmin'
Down now seen too much to start fallin'
Off my gun game, n*ggas is retarded
Won't catch P, bucket, naked, without my pistola (Nope)
Like Adam in the garden, it's beast out in the field
And apples ain't sh*t when you're starvin'
Time for me to run 'em up, pardon
I'm overly aggressive with life, you too soft man
I'm doin' what I does best, you try to block me
You'll get knocked down try to stand where I rock please
Don't force to pop these shots in your frame
Leave you blood clots in the brain
And that's not suppose to bleed
How you gon' pull through with them hoes and your bee
(Nah, he's not gon' make it)

[Interlude]
The fully loaded .25 (Uh-huh, you see me n*gga)
With one extra bullet on the side (You see me n*gga, what n*gga, what?)
The fully loaded .25, (Want that?)
With one extra bullet on the side (You could have it)

[Hook]
All I got in my pocket... is a nickel and a nail (What else?)
The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side (Uh-huh)
All I got in my pocket, (What's that?) is a nickel and a nail
(And what's that?) The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, nickel plated .25)
[Outro]
"The Mac is motherf*cking back"
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