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mobb deep - can't get enough of it lyrics

[intro: havoc]
qbc
about to take over, your area!
yo

[verse 1: havoc]
left to right protect the life, guard my castle
when goin’ at you, take it to the gats if i have to
it’s the h-ssle, jealous thugs i suppose squeeze
turn that -ss to swiss cheese, leave permanent holes
and to them hoes, you know how it go, no dough
cause they subject to wakin’ with cash and go crazy
yeah they bangin baby, havoc representin’ for them n-ggas
that don’t trick, ladyless, just -ssociates
appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
i love this rap sh-t got me fillin’ mad clips perhaps it’s
them fake rappers, but they d-mn good actors
from population, through the math i subtract them
you hear no laughter, qbc the thug factor
you n-ggas ain’t worth the punch, back sn-tch ya
pitbull attack ya, and half snap ya
kodak moments i capture, like an escaped
convict, pearl harbor, bomb sh-t
handle b-i, on some calm sh-t

[verse 2: illa ghee]
i can’t get enough of it, the rough sh-t, grenade lyrics
my appearance is thug, rap slug ritual
for every dollar gotta n-gga’s blood chiseled, the slug sizzle
pistol-whip tight, night monopoly
four 380’s in the prophecy, the bigger i got
handle b-i, smoke a c-i, snuff a c-o
can’t you see, i’m the total, vocals is low blow
barely soldierable reinformed the man from nahwan (nahwan!)
toe to toe complex the next expert, who’s in control?
episode, you can’t control your fascination
h-ll is the name, two guns that look the same
frame of thought change, first we live then we abort
cloth polo sport, catch a n-gga on his sports
talk back i’ll leave ya jacked, rap format, i’m hostile
wild out for snakeness equals foul
general g, blowin judges in the trial

[chorus: prodigy (havoc)]
yo the nyc, m-o-b-b thug sh-t (and that’s my sh-t!)
i can’t get enough of it
either f-ck with it, or don’t f-ck with it
catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent
when my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo

i can’t get enough of it
either f-ck with it, or don’t f-ck with it
catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent
when my cats attack you got your knot split
we out to win and that’s it!
we out to win it like this!

[verse 3: prodigy]
it’s like this kid, aiyyo
we shut it down like the muse and blast like fresh tecs
out the box, we outbox, get suplexed
take notes n-gga, best check the index
look over anything that you might’ve missed
you overlooked the part with some unified terrorists
pirates, straight off the ship, and mad starvin’
anch0r-d to land and now we runnin wild poundin’
on imbecile n-ggas who ain’t got they feet grounded
precise, astonishin’ shots split ya skin’s top
we sent pops, catch you from two blocks
don’t run up on you chargin’, with hot sh-t, he felt it, alarmin’
shockin’, surprisin’ sh-t, left you crawlin’
dangerous, umm, and ready to rock
this man’s hot, your flesh start to boilin’ hot
rhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your knot
knot headed n-ggas get knocked out a lot
kick down your chain-locked door, we raise spot
my clique got a deadbolt lock, you rather not duke
stormin’ through the crowd, hard to see, comin’ through
(watch out, watch out, watch out, comin’ through comin’ through kid)
spill my over-proof is drippin’ from my temple
lay on the wall and watch all y’all
you can’t injure a ninja who crept and took fall
surrounded by crime cats, time for tap jaws
leave red stains on clothes, carpets and floors
word up

[verse 4: havoc]
aiyyo we bang like the tunnel and jam like broke gats
one hundred and oh, n-gga go check the stats
qb, yeah that name hold weight and ring bells
all you n-ggas shook and it ain’t hard to tell
major clientele, the infamous cartel
catch a buck fifty, them stars we scar well
hard luck, got g-ssed up and starstruck
then got stuck in one stroke, the mobb clutch
laid up, sippin’ all types of sh-t, get ya chick bent
talk the b-tch to death til there’s no info left
homicidal clepto, like the lye leaf i’m petrol
regulate the metropolitan, n-ggas gettin’ bodied in
in the lobby-in, lock the door it ain’t safe, kid
take it how you take it, grab a hold and embrace it

that’s my sh-t! yo

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