Artist: Charli Baltimore f/ Mobb Deep
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What, what
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Uh, uh
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What, uh
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What, yeah
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Uh, yo
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Yo, what
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Yo, uh
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Yo, uh
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[Charli]
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Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry
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Niggas might rob me
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See these niggas that go with car figures
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Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure
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Matchin' Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga
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Roll the custom built shit, I bust them clips
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Niggas trust my lips, while they suck they dicks
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Plus the Kiss be the Long Goodnight
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Murderous bitch be the wrong in spiked-typed
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Price right, be that song, the right type
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But only if Havoc and P spittin' wit' me
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And they say they gon' see that C.B. nice wit' it
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Hinnesy and Rimmy, and give me some ice wit' it
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Shake down, niggas'll throw some dice in it
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Put your Money on Chuck or in 9-9, you're fucked
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Try your luck, stress this red-head
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I mix blood in my dye, like my faily ties
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Chorus (Havoc & Charli)
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When you in the mix with this shit
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Skin and bones, nothing but the fists
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Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid
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Other dogs posted up over here
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Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?
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Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?
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Yo they don't want it
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This is live nigga rap
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Scared nigga, get back, but if not, it's cool
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Cause right here is where it's at
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[Havoc]
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Yo, when I foul out on lab mouse
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One nut and I'm out
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Ain't tryin' to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound
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Don't give a fuck about a rumor
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Know how I get down
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Let my man's do it, he gots to right to it
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Known Jay come through the door, still like they "Who this?"
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Don't got beef, but got niggas, serious ones
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Make sure a nigga here, plus lasted wars
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And stay countin' all that cash when I'm fuckin' wit' 'Un'
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Fuck around with my funds, got a bring a gun
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Please don't make me have to puncture ya lungs
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[Ty Nitty]
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Cause we the ones rockin' 'em, the ones toppin' 'em
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Gold bars unpredictable, like Mystikal and Shock and 'em
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We heavenly like BIG, Pac and them
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Mobb Deep and Charli Baltimore, who's coppin' 'em
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Who's lockin' 'em, who's hotter then them
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It's like a dice game and Crack Tito totterin' them
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Chorus
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When you in the mix with this shit
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Skin and bones, nothing but the fists
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Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid
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Other dogs posted up over here
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Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?
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Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?
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Yo they don't want it
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This is live nigga rap
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Scared nigga, get back, but if not, it's cool
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Cause right here is where it's at
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[Prodigy]
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Yo, all and together we gon' rush the front door
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Get at them
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They dumpin' our songs, so now it's on
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Infamous, my niggas pop clips to this
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And fight to it
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Niggas respect it, it's like we magnetic
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It's like the last thing you want is drama
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Go at the girls, have a good time, don't make it a problem
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While we pop bottles of Mo'
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Burn down bottles of 'dro
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Smack that ass of models and ho's
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Rappin', all ya'll some rag old bunnies
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Ready to jump off
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I'm on the side fondlin' this Marcy
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Black car be gone, Q.B. bitches ready to brawl
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Charli Baltimore payin' dues, got it 'em balled
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At the bar slashin' bitches
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Over some niggas
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From a Wayne cell, we stuff back in '96
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Spaid like... swallow the Gin, we musclin' in
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Play ya par kid, don't be a talkative Marvin
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Chorus
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When you in the mix with this shit
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Skin and bones, nothing but the fists
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Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid
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Other dogs posted up over here
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Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?
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Niggas be frontin', where my niggas at what?
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Yo they don't want it
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This is live nigga rap
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Scared nigga, but if not, it's cool
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Cause right here is where it's at
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Where It's At
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| Charli Baltimore |
