Stole Something Mobb Deep (Ft. Lloyd Banks)
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[Produced by Havoc]
[Verse 1: Havoc]
You can get with this, or you can get with that
I don't got to tell you, ho, you know I got that crack
Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back
You can have me a P.O. absolute, and it's a wrap
It's a fact, niggas know, fuck with us, you gettin' clapped
No I won't, say your name, cause it just put you on the map
And I ain't, into lettin' niggas eat, no never that
Shorty love the way I swing my game, I got a better bat
Know I'm lethal with this rap shit, c'mon baby, holla back
Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that
I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap
Spit a verse, then I eventually watch the cheddar stack
I'm shittin' on niggas, shittin' like I took Ex-Lax
This a standin' ovation for homie, with a Tek clap
F that, we takin' over baby, and that's that
Catch me fuckin' with a bitch that can't stand rap
[Hook: Havoc]
I get at niggas like they stole from me, stole from me
Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me
I get at niggas like they stole from me, stole from me
Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me
[Verse 1: Havoc]
You can get with this, or you can get with that
I don't got to tell you, ho, you know I got that crack
Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back
You can have me a P.O. absolute, and it's a wrap
It's a fact, niggas know, fuck with us, you gettin' clapped
No I won't, say your name, cause it just put you on the map
And I ain't, into lettin' niggas eat, no never that
Shorty love the way I swing my game, I got a better bat
Know I'm lethal with this rap shit, c'mon baby, holla back
Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that
I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap
Spit a verse, then I eventually watch the cheddar stack
I'm shittin' on niggas, shittin' like I took Ex-Lax
This a standin' ovation for homie, with a Tek clap
F that, we takin' over baby, and that's that
Catch me fuckin' with a bitch that can't stand rap
[Hook: Havoc]
I get at niggas like they stole from me, stole from me
Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me
I get at niggas like they stole from me, stole from me
Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me
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