Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - No Parts of Us lyrics

[Prodigy talking] Aiyyo, you know what I'm saying, yeah f** you b**h-a** n***as you know what I'm saying Straight like that from the bottom of my heart Man this is silly I ain't got nothing but slugs for you b**h-a** n***as, know what I mean? f** all y'all n***as, straight like that What up [Hook 2x: Bobby Brown](Benzino) Don't start with me (Benzino, B. Brown, Hangmen 3) You don't want to see that side of me I don't really care how hard ya be I just know you don't want a war with me So don't f** with me [Prodigy] Aiyyo, it's war this night and over run up on ya few Boss n***as dump bullets and get rid of that crew You gotta bang n***as out f** that sh** is serious Give it to `em n***as, kid show them how real it is These punk motherf**ers get their head pushed, leds bust Guns on their friends and they feds dunn yeah dunn Venalate n***as hear `em out Wear n***as out Get them before they get you Open up your eyes, true Look alive, dunn its not a game Its not thing for you to get body Thats why we don't play So where the bags for the f** back Before I squeeze more shots and murder more ba*tards [Hook 2x: Bobby Brown] Don't start with me You don't want to see that side of me I don't really care how hard ya be I just know you don't want a war with me So don't f** with me [Benzino] Yo, swing that, mince that, double bogie, hit that Big gat, tiger money, holdin one, get that Forty-cal go and get your burns, spit that Bring beef where your motherf**ing cribs at Shove knives in your chest where your ribs at Get money with my Hangmen, split that Come thick when we show those guns Doing 1-6-0 on the Autobahn Ride all night drink cris til dawn Tonight we don't care, right from wrong Anybody wanna kick the same old song b**h-a** n***as won't last too long, motherf**er [Hook 2x: Bobby Brown] Don't start with me You don't want to see that side of me I don't really care how hard ya be I just know you don't want a war with me So don't f** with me [Bobby Brown] Meet you overnight Rest now thats tomorrow My projects thorough Tribes with Made Men, now you know No matter what happened in the barium rocks Still remain with my pistol in my palm co*ked God damn, country, all sh** is sick Cause sh** ain't but a bag full of f**ing tricks Addition and money in my pocket So I'm a dip into my bag and grab my motherf**ing clip Then I'm a break out the door cause I'm mad like f** And I'm pissed off and like get your a** and stick you up No hold barred and its time to get paid over I'm broke, ain't nuttin funny I need money [Bobby Brown & Benzino] (Bobby Brown) f**ers want to try and change the game (I did that) Try throw dirt on my name (You got that) Storm them for their fortune and fame (You want that) Twenty karats on my neck, wrist and brain (I flaunt that) [Hook 6x: Bobby Brown] Don't start with me You don't want to see that side of me I don't really care how hard ya be I just know you don't want a war with me So don't f** with me