Mobb Deep - Shorty Wop lyrics

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Mobb Deep - Shorty Wop lyrics

Yeah-h-h-h, one two one two Yeah, okay, now You know who we got up in this b**h M.O., M.O.B.B.B. [Chorus: Prodigy] (Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot) Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch) [Havoc] And we don't give a f** (f**) like you don't give a f** (f**) Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust d**h toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us Catch me in that GT Coupe, with the flat screen drooped in the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley When I pa** by, have you stuck, S.U.'s, black 'em up Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots that pop off, buck buck Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there sh** can happen have yo' a**, disappear in thin air sh** real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot You b**h you call cop, you snitch and that's off top My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not ever gonna play me motherf**ers get shot (boy) [Chorus - repeat 2X] [Prodigy] Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy n***a You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my n***a We dead serious, you n***az is livin jokes We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones Y-y-y-yeah, that's right you heard me n***a, reach for your chrome When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome Meanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone Meanin that sh** is out the window, we won't give it a thought And we don't give a loud motherf** about who you are What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved (*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all you hearin when you go at the Mobb (*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all I'm sayin if you tryin to talk We what you would call, n***az that talk it walk it and live it Your music is not "Murder," you an Infamous mimic You what we would call, n***az who s** dick for a living Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison [Chorus - repeat 2X]

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