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infamous mobb - special edition lyrics

[g.o.d]
we got hits for years, i got a b-tch for every day of the year
we got chips, ice with glocks and clips
push the hottest whips and sh-t we came from the bottomless pit
now we reign on the top of the sh-t
[gambino]
foul things in my past that i’ll never forget
would i last, will i die young i never gave up
now we up
[ty knitty]
in the cl-ss for delf, the most felt stay to ourself
we playing with the cards that was dealt like
first time i seen a man get killed that sh-t was mad real
d-mn that was my brother
[g.o.d]
and i love him like mine, i promise to this day everything will be fine
so we foreverly shine, now we vow to divide pie
[ty knitty]
what’s yours is mine
[gambino]
and for y’all f-ggot -ss n-gg-s we gon’? hogged? them blind
[ty knitty]
in and out, stick and move, it’s just a matter of time
[gambino]
and i stay with a grimy -ss pistol on my side
and i name it four-five
[g.o.d]
yeah die n-gg- die
[ty knitty]
you won’t see it coming
[g.o.d]
and you won’t know why

[g.o.d hook]
when you look into my eyes tell me what you see
we be the realest motha f-ckas from these new york streets
we gon’ lay it down flat, way it supposed to be
knitty, gambino, gotti, ch-nky, g.part three
come on (loud chanting)

[gambino]
infamous special edition the hoes pay attention
[g.o.d]
when we rock cause friction, get plucked out position
[ty knitty]
platinum plates we be p-ssing them out
[g.o.d]
haze with stout
[gambino]
them joints we pull ’em out, do them things that you read about
[ty knitty]
stick and move in and out quick never the easy route
[g.o.d]
so f-ck what you be about we care less
i’ll throw my gun up in your mouth and blow off your head
through all the foul sh-t, the hurt
[ty knitty]
the hard work
[gambino]
the dirt, the pain
[ty knitty]
until it stop on top, we remain
[g.o.d]
simple and plain
[ty knitty]
rock long chains and ice rings
[gambino]
timb boots, baggy jean suits ready to shoot
[g.o.d]
with plushed out cribs, multiple guns and clips
[gambino]
i got a thousand n-gg-s ready to flip and kill sh-t
what, n-gg-s don’t want it

[g.o.d hook 2x]
when you look into my eyes tell me what you see
we be the realest motha f-ckas from these new york streets
we gon’ lay it down flat, way it supposed to be
knitty, gambino, gotti, ch-nky, g.part three
come on

(loud chanting until end)

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