Just Step (Prelude) Mobb Deep

I'm going all out you know moves I never fake And fuck the jake digger catch me at my way And if I did burn a bag of blade Put the light in the air sometimes I just don't care [Prodigy] Son I got

(Just Step Prelude) Mobb Deep

I'm going all out you know moves I never fake And fuck the jake, they can catch me at my wake And if I did burn a bag of blade Put the light in the air sometimes I just don't care [Prodigy] Son I got plans

The Infamous Prelude Mobb Deep

And I know a lot of yall niggas, matter fact all yall niggas right now listenin to this shit like Yeah, yeah we gon see them Mobb Deep niggas. We gon see what they about. Knowatimsayin?

Just Step Prelude (feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

I’m going all out you know moves I never fake And fuck the jake digger catch me at my way And if I did burn a bag of blade Put the light in the air sometimes I just don’t care [Prodigy] Son I got

(The Infamous Prelude) Mobb Deep

Matter of fact, all y'all niggas Is right now listening to this shit Is like: "We gonna see them Mobb Deep niggas We gonna see what they about Know what I'm saying, touch them niggas We gonna see where

Give Up the Goods (Just Step) Mobb Deep

po po comes around and tries to relocate me lock me up for ever but they can't deflate me 'cause havin' cash is highly addictive especially when you're used to havin' money to live with I thought step

Prelude Killswitch Engage

Deep inside you... Deep inside you... Burning inside you... Yurning inside you... Searching for you to pray... Deep inside you... Deep inside you... Burning inside you...

Give Up the Goods (Just Step) (feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep f/ Big Noyd Album: The Infamous Song: Give Up the Goods (Just Step) Hey yo Queen's get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast the fool retaliated

Hold Down the Fort Mobb Deep

better While you be catchin feelings like a love letter I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose Nigga die, because I got the tec 9 blues Bulletproof Polo, I'm goin out solo Whoever wanna come better step

Project Hallways Mobb Deep

Step in to my highrise hell You gots to be on the up and up Watch your back, pump your crack but don't forget to re-up A burner's your God and you pray to it all day Then at night, you catch a body

Got It Twisted Mobb Deep

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge) That truth come out when you drunk Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow [Bridge] We step up in the club with one thing On our mind that’s leave with

Streets Raised Me (Feat. NOYD) Mobb Deep

Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get

Streets Raised Me Mobb Deep

Havoc Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just

Streets Raised Me (feat. Big Noyd, Chinky) Mobb Deep

Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get

Streets Raised Me (Feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get crushed

Me and My Crew Mobb Deep

The five foot three, time to catch wreck Set the situation motivate your mind I'ma, step ahead and not a step behind Bass now come again, checkin for the little lyrical ??

Bitch Ass Nigga Mobb Deep

Bitch ass nigga, yo it's time to pull the trigga I might be small, but fuck with bein bigga Niggaz wanna throw with that bullshit but step aside Pull out the four-five, and kill him motherfuckin dead

Got It Twisted Remix (Featuring Twista) Mobb Deep

The music just turns me on!

Right Back At You Mobb Deep

heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense I don't give a fuk about my prescence I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait For the next crab nigga to step

Right Back At You (feat. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense I don't give a fuk about my prescence I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait For the next crab nigga to step

Get At Me Mobb Deep

paintin that picture Listen to the words, take it as a jewel If I'm fuckin your 'burb, just maintain cool Cause I won't take a el, whether in your crib or the outside world Cause the pound clap well

Locked in Spofford Mobb Deep

Cause you get a little ox, and don't know how to act Yeah, now I got props, and I'm runnin shit And when it comes to phone time, you don't get none of it So sit back and just chill Before you make

Flavor for the Non Believes Mobb Deep

cells overload when I'm thinkin This is a rap rape, and I leave a fat taste Get off the microphone kid, stay in a child's place I cook you up, like Uptown raw base And leave you open like if you just

Thrill Me Mobb Deep

frent And these bitch ass cats [Chorus 1] [Prodigy] It's real my peoples take life for real Forced into a world where we live to get killed Or die from the causes of life's courses Watch your step

Daydreamin' (Album Version (Explicit)) Mobb Deep

couldn't buy me the shoes I want We put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks It's cool to have shelto, I had the libeaz With the weak ass Velcro, looking ridiculous I knew way back then we had to step

Quiet Storm (Remix) (Feat. Lil' Kim) Mobb Deep

Just been through it all man Blood sweat and tears Niggaz is dead and shit What the fuck else can happen yo I dont think much more son word to mother yo We done seen it all and been through it

Pray For Me Mobb Deep

pray for me ( you can't stop it) [Prodigy] The Invicible infamous mobb deep nigga fuck you If you touch one of my dunns I'll buck you You ain't got nuts enough to come through And get back at my

It's Alright (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent, Mary J. Blige) Mobb Deep

runnin' trust me baby I make it right You with me lil' mama, let's breeze lil' mama We start with a lil' bit and take it to a lotta that Love gettin' hotter you can if you wanna Have it all it's yours just

Hey Lub (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

wanna roll witchu You a Queen bitch, you need a king close to you You need a nigga like P to just flow witchu And I gotta try, cuz anything''s possible And you just might see things the way I do

Hit it From the Back Mobb Deep

Shorty don't front, you better act like you're widdit Frontin like you never did it, bitch admit it Matter fact, shut the fuck up and turn around If you still got walls I'ma tear the shits down Just

Party Over Mobb Deep

kid who says he knows ya because of that Now I know where ya lay ya hat at and that's that Say no more, I put it on you while you was yawning Murder without warning the very next morning Once we step

Party Over (feat. Matt Life, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep f/ Big Noyd Album: The Infamous Song: Party Over Intro/Chorus: Whatever? Partys over tell the rest of the crew Yo P, its on you, what you wanna do?

In the Long Run Mobb Deep

(Chorus / Havoc): Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Let's

Hey Luv (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint doin what he suppose to do i got much more to give than homie do, and you so fine i just

Stole Something (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Lloyd Banks) Mobb Deep

Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back You can have me a P.O. absolute and it's a rap It's a fact, niggaz know, fuck with us you gettin' clapped No, I won't say your name 'cause it just

HEY LUV Mobb Deep

my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint doin what he suppose to do i got much more to give than homie do, and you so fine i just

Hey Luv (Anything) Mobb Deep

put my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu be that one headed sherif give me world to you, i kno that nigga aint doin what he suppose to do i got much more to give than homie do, and you so fine i just

Prelude John Legend

Come on and go with me There's something new for you to see Come on and go with me There's something new for you to see Just relax Just relax

One Of Ours Part Ⅱ Mobb Deep

nauseous When I aim at your bosses Put a pep in that bop that you walk with When my tec spittin at reinforcements I could never be a victim, but the streets I endorsed it Spittin that real, y'all cowards just

Quiet Storm Remix Mobb Deep

caught up in your summer rain Shower me with your sweet love I will bathe in every drop Through all the seasons Let it pour and never stop Quiet storm blowin' Through my life, through my life You're just

Apostle's Warning Mobb Deep

it's only there for the taking, son Matter of fact, let me get some of that beer son Niggas drunk all that shit, ayo 41st Side convention Queens connection The Bridge we repping, any party that we step

Shook Ones, Part 2 (Album Version) Mobb Deep

a hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin’, keep your eyes open) For real niggas who ain’t got no feelings (keep your eyes open) (no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this) (just

Pearly Gates (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) Mobb Deep

Yeah Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if you

Shook Ones Pt II Mobb Deep

hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open) for real niggas who ain't got no feelings (keep your eyes open) (no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this) (just

shock ones Part 2 Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep (The Infamous) Album: The Infamous Song: Shook Ones Pt II (Intro) Word up son, word yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin'

Shook Ones Pt. II Mobb Deep

hundred dollar billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open) for real niggas who ain't got no feelings (keep your eyes open) (no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this) (just

Throw Your Hands (In The Air) Mobb Deep

M-O-B-B, Yo, Yeah C'mon drop that, Yeah, Uh-huh Just throw your hands in the air Yeah..

Hoodlum Mobb Deep

Sharply burn it down like an arsonist Pull out the miz cause its time to bring the biz to kidz and blow all hell fire out ya empire Live as wire couldn't make my mobb expire or retire I'm letting off

Give It To Me (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Young Buck) Mobb Deep

my pimp With a whole lotta ice twenty-fours on my whip You can all take a trip the after party Thirty two room mansion and ten garages Make a home flick, how them real minages So tell your girls it's just

Shook Ones Part II Mobb Deep

Keep your eyes open) For real- who ain't got no feelings (No doubt, son, keep your eyes open) (I got this, I got this) (Just watch my back, I got your front, yo) Check it out now (Word up, say it to them