In the Long Run Mobb Deep (Ft. Ty Nitty)

[Intro]
In the long run we could be on son
It's on son

[Chorus]
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It's on son, extra cash just for more guns
Cause in the long run we could be on son
It's on son, extra cash just for more guns

[Verse 1: Ty Nitty]
Yo, Ty Nitty, air-force one's call up my dunns
Got more niggas like seeds on sesame buns
Caught a body on the run
You don't want none, lump some
Extort niggas for they lump sum, no doubt
Proceed, where that weed indeed?
Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you bleed

[Verse 2: Havoc]
My whole mission, like a platoon take position
Ain't going in if my clique can't get in
That's word to mines, have you stressed like jail time
Get that loot up, no doubt I bail mines
Easy access, shorty straight up hit the mattress
Have you role-playing just like an actress
My tactics leaving niggas stuck doing back flips
I black out, take it to the gats, fuck this rap shit
Let my niggas shine, rate my rhymes like a dime