MOBB DEEP Song Lyrics

Album:
"Murda Muzik"

1) Adrenaline
2) Allustrious
3) Can't Fuck Wit
4) How You Want It? (Deer Park)
5) I'm Going Out
6) Intro
7) It's Mine
8) Let a Ho be a Ho
9) Murda Muzik
10) Noyd Interlude
11) Quiet Storm
12) Quiet Storm (Remix)
13) Spread Love
14) Streets Raised Me
15) The realest
16) Thrill Me
17) Thug Muzik
18) U.S.A. (Aiight Then)
19) Where Ya From
20) Where Your Heart At
21) Where Ya Heart At
22) U.S.A. (Aiiright Then)

Album:
"Infamy"

1) Pray for me
2) Get away
3) Bounce
4) Clap
5) Kill that nigga
6) My gats spitting
7) Handcuffs
8) Burn
9) Live foul
10) Hurt niggas
11) Get at me
12) I won't fall
13) Crawlin
14) Nothin' like home
15) There I go again
16) Hey Luv (Anything)*
17) Nothing Like Home
18) So Long

Album:
"Hell On Earth"

1) Animal Instinct
2) Apostle's Warning
3) Bloodsport
4) Can't Get Enough Of It
5) Drop a Gem On Em
6) Extortion
7) G.O.D. Pt. III
8) Get Dealt With
9) Give It Up Fast
10) Hell on Earth (Front Lines)
11) Man Down
12) More Trife Life
13) Nighttime Vultures
14) Still Shinin'

Album:
"Infamous"

1) Drink Away the Pain (Situations)
2) Eye for an Eye (Your Beef is Mines)
3) Give Up the Goods (Just Step)
4) Just Step (Prelude)
5) Party Over
6) Q.U. -- Hectic
7) Right Back At You
8) Shook Ones Pt II
9) Survival of the Fittest
10) Temperature's Rising
11) The Grave Prelude
12) The Infamous Prelude
13) The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side)
14) Trife Life
15) Up North Trip

Album:
"Juvenile Hell"

1) Bitch Ass Nigga
2) Flavor for the Non Believes
3) Hit it From the Back
4) Hold Down the Fort
5) Intro Juvenile Hell
6) Locked in Spofford
7) Me and My Crew
8) Peer Pressure
9) Project Hallways
10) Skit #1
11) Skit #2
12) Skit #3
13) Stomp Em Out

Album:
"The Infamous Archives"

1) Rep The QBC
2) In The Long Run
3) Young Luv
4) Block Life
5) Shit Hits The Fan
6) Perfect Plot
7) Cobra
8) Gangstas Roll
9) Bump That
10) My Priorities
11) Backwards
12) Never Talk
13) We Don't Love Them Hoes
14) Make the Hits
15) Baby Baby

Album:
"More Songs"

1) You A Shooter

Album:
"Blood Money"

1) Smoke It
2) Put 'Em In Their Place
3) Stole Something
4) Creep
5) Speaking So Freely
6) Backstage Pass
7) Give It To Me
8) Click Click
9) Pearly Gates
10) Capital P, Capital H
11) Daydreamin'
12) The Infamous
13) In Love With The Moulah
14) It's Alright
15) Have A Party
16) Outta Control (Remix)

Album:
"Amerikaz Nightmare"

1) Amerikaz Nightmare
2) Win Or Lose
3) Flood The Block
4) Dump
5) Got It Twisted
6) When U Hear The
7) Real Niggaz
8) Shorty Wop
9) Real Gangstaz
10) One Of Ours Part II
11) On The Run
12) Throw Your Hands (In The Air)
13) Get Me
14) We Up
15) Neva Change
16) Got It Twisted (Remix)

Album:
"The Infamous"

1) The Start Of Your Ending (41st Side)
2) Survival Of The Fittest
3) Eye For An Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)
4) [Just Step Prelude]
5) Give Up The Goods (Just Step)
6) Temperature's Rising
7) Up North Trip
8) Trife Life
9) Q.U.-Hectic
10) Right Back At You
11) Cradle To The Grave
12) Drink Away The Pain (Situations)
13) Shook Ones Pt. II
14) Party Over

MOBB DEEP
MURDA MUZIK

It's Mine

Yeah.. yeah.. [hahahaha] uh-huh, yeah yeah
[HAH hahahaha] Huh yo, you know it
Infamous ninety-nine (infamous ninety-nine)
[hahahaha] Infamous two thousand
(Ain't nuttin but thugs over here baby)
[AHHH hahahaha].. [hahaha].. [HAH haha]

[Havoc]
Yo... straight thugs on this side - it's do or die to the death
Like the terminal ill takin they last breath
Read your last rites - God, forgive me
for the sin I'm about to commit - takin a life
Kill or be killed, rather that than somebody else
readin my will - you feel what I feel, you know the deal
Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the head
Hearin noises, dead tired, eyes bloodshot red
Sleep with half closed eyelids
Some say it's strange, sometimes that's how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see when
niggaz slippin off point, on the strength they bet
Scopin your ice, appraisin it like the Diamond District Jeweler
with they hand on the biscuit
Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react quick?
Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin my wife
on my thousand dollar mattress
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. made me
A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me

Chorus: Nas {singing to the chorus of Brandy's ";The Boy is Mine";}

Y'all need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck..
what y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine
Y'all need to give it up.. cause we don't give a fuck..
what y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine

[Prodigy]
I got the style of a still-born child, I'm ill
If it's beef, poke him with the fork, make sure he's done well
(Very very) The sreets raised me crazy, now I'm immune to it
So when they start shootin, we'll stop the music
Keep it moving that's how we do it (c'mon, c'mon Dunn)
Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you still crawlin
(Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office, high performance
Rap author, made millions off of - melodic, hypnotic productions
That'll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions
(You feel me? You feel me?)
You feel me? I'll write a graphic page
Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the projects
We the black Mobb, it gets deeper than rap music
(Don't get no realer than this!)
It's more real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (What?)
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us

Chorus

[Nas Escobar]
Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt
Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert
Silk pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front like my doo doo don't stink
Instinct like Cuba Gooding steppin out the latest toy
Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the floor
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin
Just to think, that was yesterday's action
Cause today goes either way - we came a long way
from hallway steps and hand-me-down shit
Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, NexTel cell roam
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home
Quincy Jones posters
Wake up, guns under my pillow, I can't talk around chauffeurs
Shit is better than a novel, autobiographic
Spit it on tracks, it becomes classic
Start some, make my heart pump, spark one, I'm God son
NAStradamus, last one to blast one when the NARC's come
Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds
When you feel the heat, comin and flee with the murder weapon
I'll release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson
Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you past it
Cremate your flesh to ashes
You don't need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

Chorus

[Nas]
The, life, is, mine (repeat 3X)
Ill Will..
You need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck
what y'all niggaz want.. we don't give a fuck
Thug, life, is, mine
Y'all need to give it up.. we don't give a fuck..
what y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine

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