[Havoc]
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Won't stop 'til the casket drop
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The shit don't pop, better believe I have that work on the block
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With my left on the hammer, the other on a knot
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Niggaz wanna scheme and plot, shit - this all I got
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Pull his ass out the drop - nigga we ain't playin witchu hoes
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Let the heat blow, nigga just eat those
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And I don't give a fuck, nigga go get your peoples
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Nigga, I ring your girl bell and blast through the peephole
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Here's how I put that ass in a sleep hold
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Twenty-four/seven in creep mode, nigga you ain't safe
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Fuck your girl in the face while your lame ass tuggin her
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Now she sex like a porno chick, way I was pluggin her
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Seven to the max, know I broke the governor
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Bitch got a fetish for me? You still in love with her
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Dawg I had that all, so I only want some of her
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When she finish pity(?) talkin motherfuck her, I'm done with her
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Bitch
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"Call Tasha again, and I'ma kill you myself - you hear me dawg?
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I don't play, I ain't with really with this phone shit;
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just the only way I could get at you - don't call Tasha back"
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[Prodigy] That's how we do that shit, it's like this
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"You heard me? Don't call her back... don't don't don't do it"
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[Prodigy]
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Aiyyo, yo ("Huh? Straight up")
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This shit in pocket baby
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We stitchin this shit up, you just follow us
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We hold the streets up - you couldn't beat us with hammers
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We got retarded strength
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.. and we ain't runnin for nothin
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'cept for the escape after we push them gun buttons
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(Pa-pow!) Now you gettin out the way
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Shots poppin out the Ace leave people's shit swollen
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It's my style to flip
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Niggaz is bogus, we come through and shut down the set
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Yo Hav' - it's our time my nigga
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Our music grab these niggaz and show 'em how it's did
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Multi-million dollar mobsters
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300,000 dollar cars and hit the streets if you want to
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(Ay nigga) And still keep it thug too
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You couldn't pull us out the streets, we got deep roots {*echoes*}
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Don't Call Tasha
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| Mobb Deep |
