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点击复制It's Nothing - Prodigy of Mobb Deep
They could say what they say
You know I ride to the grave when it's beef
That Mobb sh*t
You know that hard sh*t for the streets
That diabetic rap
Ni**a ain't nothing sweet
That 'Murda Muzik' Infamous Mobb Deep
It's nothing for me to wild out
Buck niggas fo'real
I run up in their spot wake 'em with the blue steel
Got a nina
That got more bodies than Katrina
Till I'm locked up
I'll pop up on your block with dem heaterz
We stomp niggas out just to break your new Timbs
Which means it's nothing just to break a few limbs
The Gemstar cut a few and give 'em new chins
Ain't no telling
What I'll do off that Juice & Gin
It's the rapper
The gun clapper yeah it's him
The 41st side and we at it again
You ain't come up hard like Hav' and KB
You ain't living like Noyd and P
Nah never it's nothing for me to cut 'em
Nothing for me to touch 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to buck 'em
Nothing for me to dunn 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah ni**a it's nothing for me to spot 'em
Nothing for me to shot 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to jump 'em
Nothing for me to dump 'em
It's nothing fo'real
Look every one of you niggas
Now it's Mobb Deep
Ain't none one of you niggas better not touch P
Bloody sport rap
I destroy the beef
And anything else in the way it get eat
I'm the King of my jungle
They know the routine
They can't come out side
They might bump into me
And like 1200 men
We wilding again
Showtime Voltron when we connect
We'll hurt something
Murk something
Keep your distance
We animals in the zoo
Stay behind the fence
Play tough and get that a** f**ked up quick
You a lie you ain't never been through no live sh*t
Never played in the dirt
Rolled in the mud
No we not the same you ain't grow up like us
You ain't raised like Noyd
Been through it like P
You ain't built like Hav' and KB
Nah never it's nothing for me to cut 'em
Nothing for me to touch 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to buck 'em
Nothing for me to dunn 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah ni**a it's nothing for me to spot 'em
Nothing for me to shot 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to jump 'em
Nothing for me to dump 'em
It's nothing fo'real
My ni**a we Bloods
That tat' on our hands is Deep
Till the tombstone your beef is my beef
Till the sun burn out
And ain't no more shots
We gon' fight till the ending and give it all we got
Niggas stunt on us
We gon' give him the god
We done been through too much to let a ni**a just walk
Like he walked the walk
This ni**a is all mouth
When them shots get the popping watch 'em hug the ground
Hiding in the cars
Ni**a scared straight
Stupid like I won't shoot up the gas tank
After twelve we worst than Gremlin
We take over the bar
And can't help it
Off the gasoline kerosene mix
I'll bet none of y'all ain't never seen this
Young Veteran in the war since fourteen
When I almost got my head blew off in QB
Nah never it's nothing for me to cut 'em
Nothing for me to touch 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to buck 'em
Nothing for me to dunn 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah ni**a it's nothing for me to spot 'em
Nothing for me to shot 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to jump 'em
Nothing for me to dump 'em
It's nothing fo'real
Nah never it's nothing for me to cut 'em
Nothing for me to touch 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to buck 'em
Nothing for me to dunn 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah ni**a it's nothing for me to spot 'em
Nothing for me to shot 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah never it's nothing for me to jump 'em
Nothing for me to dump 'em
It's nothing fo'real