Mobb Deep - Don'T Call Tasha lyrics

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[Havoc]

Won't stop 'til the casket drop

The shit don't pop, better believe I have that work on the block

With my left on the hammer, the other on a knot

Niggaz wanna scheme and plot, shit - this all I got

Pull his ass out the drop - nigga we ain't playin witchu hoes

Let the heat blow, nigga just eat those

And I don't give a fuck, nigga go get your peoples

Nigga, I ring your girl bell and blast through the peephole

Here's how I put that ass in a sleep hold

Twenty-four/seven in creep mode, nigga you ain't safe

Fuck your girl in the face while your lame ass tuggin her

Now she sex like a porno chick, way I was pluggin her

Seven to the max, know I broke the governor

Bitch got a fetish for me? You still in love with her

Dawg I had that all, so I only want some of her

When she finish pity(?) talkin motherfuck her, I'm done with her

Bitch

"Call Tasha again, and I'ma kill you myself - you hear me dawg?

I don't play, I ain't with really with this phone shit;

just the only way I could get at you - don't call Tasha back"

[Prodigy] That's how we do that shit, it's like this

"You heard me? Don't call her back... don't don't don't do it"

[Prodigy]

Aiyyo, yo ("Huh? Straight up")

This shit in pocket baby

We stitchin this shit up, you just follow us

We hold the streets up - you couldn't beat us with hammers

We got retarded strength

.. and we ain't runnin for nothin

'cept for the escape after we push them gun buttons

(Pa-pow!) Now you gettin out the way

Shots poppin out the Ace leave people's shit swollen

It's my style to flip

Niggaz is bogus, we come through and shut down the set

Yo Hav' - it's our time my nigga

Our music grab these niggaz and show 'em how it's did

Multi-million dollar mobsters

300,000 dollar cars and hit the streets if you want to

(Ay nigga) And still keep it thug too

You couldn't pull us out the streets, we got deep roots {*echoes*}