Animal Instinct Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Twins & Ty Nitty)
"Animal Instinct" by Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Twins & Ty Nitty), released in 2004, is a gritty #HipHop track that delves into themes of street survival, loyalty, and the harsh realities of urban life. The lyrics reflect a raw, instinctual drive to navigate the dangers of the environment, emphasizing resilience and brotherhood. Musically, the song features dark, atmospheric beats typical of Mobb Deep's style, showcasing their signature production. The track contributes to the duo's legacy in East Coast hip-hop, resonating with fans for its authenticity and powerful storytelling.
[Intro: Havoc]
No doubt
Yo, yo
You know how we did on The Infamous album, right?
Aight
Well, we gon' do it again, son
Yo
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas fuck you up
Dig in shorty guts, get the bitch to set you up
It's the most trifle, 41st Side disciples
Take kindness for a weakness, so I won't be so kind to
Niggas comin' through, I gave you birth, kid, I'm sonnin' you
The Infamous got PC for days
We runnin' through townships, fuckin' shit
Kid, we down shit
Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge, no doubt, rep the clique
9-6, droppin' wild on some Benzes
Some next shit, crash bar, ask the God
I remember when loadin' up the gats, beef settlin'
Ghetto peddling the Sonder, shorty dead again
Songs about we all around the NC
Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blind 'em, you can't see like Stevie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin' with that?
No doubt
Yo, yo
You know how we did on The Infamous album, right?
Aight
Well, we gon' do it again, son
Yo
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas fuck you up
Dig in shorty guts, get the bitch to set you up
It's the most trifle, 41st Side disciples
Take kindness for a weakness, so I won't be so kind to
Niggas comin' through, I gave you birth, kid, I'm sonnin' you
The Infamous got PC for days
We runnin' through townships, fuckin' shit
Kid, we down shit
Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge, no doubt, rep the clique
9-6, droppin' wild on some Benzes
Some next shit, crash bar, ask the God
I remember when loadin' up the gats, beef settlin'
Ghetto peddling the Sonder, shorty dead again
Songs about we all around the NC
Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blind 'em, you can't see like Stevie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin' with that?
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