Mobb Deep - Shit Hits The Fan lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. G.O.D. Part III)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Godfather Pt III]</i><br>
god damn, nigga left bleeding with his head in his hands<br>
wishing that he never crossed fam<br>
and but still niggas like that get left slain<br>
found days later on the ave in a can <br>
we used to dance all night my main man <br>
we used to give each other pounds wit da webs of our hands<br>
its a click thing, yall niggas wouldnt understand<br>
we used to get off loose cracks and bag grams<br>
hold each other down, duckin the blue van<br>
the d's on the roof, plus the 6-Y cab<br>
who'd ever thought u was a snake in the grass<br>
one of my stash whip and keys to my lab<br>
you wanted me shot dead, some things you can't have<br>
I pulled out the 8, when you almost got stabbed<br>
we followed the same path, cryed and shared laughs<br>
now I can't wait, for the day to see your bloodbath<br>
plug dat, fill you up wit slugs rat take that...<br>
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<i>[chorus]</i><br>
they never think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
they don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
they never think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit them<br>
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<i>[Prodigy]</i><br>
I'm in a benz for stealth, thinkin on plans<br>
stopped at a red light, the birds like damn<br>
I saw one whisper to the other, thats him<br>
that MOB nigga I think he platinum<br>
pulled to the next corner hopped out and asked them<br>
if they knew directions to rhode island<br>
we was in East New York, they thought I was wildin<br>
its a click thing they wouldnt understand<br>
meanwhile I looks to my left and see some niggas frownin<br>
as if they was go flip now peep this<br>
I'm writin shorties math on the trunk of the Six<br>
the bitch wanna blow dick cause its deep dish<br>
these niggas wanna twist me because of my necklace<br>
I'm calm though you know I got the stash in the whip<br>
I clap though, these niggas better blast very quick<br>
they coming towards me, I sat in the passenger seat<br>
reached underneath, grabbed the big Fifth<br>
acting like I'm not knowing whats happenin<br>
I'm still havin conversation with these hens<br>
I'm bout to have a confratation with these mens<br>
I know I'm going home wit my chain and my head<br>
yall wont dead me, I sleep in my own bed (pop pop pop pop pop)<br>
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<i>[chorus]</i><br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
they don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
they never think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit the fan<br>
niggas don't think shit stank, till shit hit them<br>
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