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slayter – mobb deep / jesus piece lyrics

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part 1 – mobb deep

[produced by v don]

[hook]
jesus piece set it off queen latif
run on me i bang bang chief keef
doesn’t matter if you call police
causing havoc when we mob deep
me and my n-gg-s mad deep
about to give ’em h-ll on earth like mobb deep
it’s gonna be a quiet storm like mobb deep
causing havoc when we mob deep

[verse 1]
trying to be the head n-gg- in charge like prodigy
who the f-ck stopping me?
take your b-tch take her home and i f-ck her probably
all night long to that usher discography
cold game cold-hearted no apologies
jfk on the way to wherever them check is
smoking dope in l.a. sipping lean in texas
lifestyle of the young & reckless
ain’t had a meal all day i popped some xans for breakfast

[pre-hook]
jesus piece set it off queen latif
run on me i bang bang chief keef
doesn’t matter if you call police
causing havoc when we mob deep

[verse 2]
been having crazy thoughts in my head lately
i’m on that f-ck you b-tch pay me
if he got it we gonna hit ’em up
i need that bentley truck
whenever that sh-t drop
so lonely at the top
i see no competition
my b-tch on television
no top the roof is missing
no top then i’m dismissing
i need that head first
nah i need that bread first
so much stress that my head hurts

[hook]
jesus piece set it off queen latif
run on me i bang bang chief keef
doesn’t matter if you call police
causing havoc when we mob deep
me and my n-gg-s mad deep
about to give ’em h-ll on earth like mobb deep
it’s gonna be a quiet storm like mobb deep
causing havoc when we mob deep

part 2 – jesus piece

[produced by thelonious martin]

[verse]
yeah jesus piece on my neck the lord blessed us
went and ran with them chickens like precious
he could’ve died but he didn’t life’s precious
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s don’t want no pressure
bad b-tches like, “slay, undress us.”
claim they’re real but they’re fake like wrestlers
.44s, mac-11s on the dresser
top notch ho’s get the most not the lesser
i remember when my uncle threw me my first magnum
he said, “don’t be afraid to c-ck it either!”
they say the streets is a jungle i got jungle fever
and if them n-gg-s run up on you you might need it
and if them boys run up on you just hide the heater
block bleeder, blood on my wifebeater
turn a good girl into a eater
and i don’t even leave the crib without it either
cold game motherf-cker!



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