
Party Over Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Noyd & Ty Nitty)
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[Hook: Prodigy & Big Noyd]
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Every day of my life, since 11-2-74
On the street, makin' non-stop C.R.E.A.M. galore
Packin' heat, stickin' up weed stores and more
Collectin' interest off of extortions to settle my score
It gets deeper, when things get real
I'm down to stick a NatWest Bank for my meal
And I'm from Hempstead, it's close to the shacks of Park Side
While I be outside slingin', you always hide
And don't come around to the crossroads of life
Where to the death of you and me, there's beef for eternity
I'm goin' out to the fullest extent
So far into my troubles, it's hard for me to get back
To my everyday self and composure
Catch you when you open, then I bring you to a closure
Put ice on a razor, and freeze you in ya shoulder
I went for ya grill, but you dipped from my boulder
I know this kid who says he knows ya
Because of that, now I know where you lay your head at, and that's that!
Say no more, I put it on you while you was yawnin'
Murder without warnin' the very next mornin'
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo, P! It's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever, party's over, tell the rest of the crew
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Every day of my life, since 11-2-74
On the street, makin' non-stop C.R.E.A.M. galore
Packin' heat, stickin' up weed stores and more
Collectin' interest off of extortions to settle my score
It gets deeper, when things get real
I'm down to stick a NatWest Bank for my meal
And I'm from Hempstead, it's close to the shacks of Park Side
While I be outside slingin', you always hide
And don't come around to the crossroads of life
Where to the death of you and me, there's beef for eternity
I'm goin' out to the fullest extent
So far into my troubles, it's hard for me to get back
To my everyday self and composure
Catch you when you open, then I bring you to a closure
Put ice on a razor, and freeze you in ya shoulder
I went for ya grill, but you dipped from my boulder
I know this kid who says he knows ya
Because of that, now I know where you lay your head at, and that's that!
Say no more, I put it on you while you was yawnin'
Murder without warnin' the very next mornin'
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