Name: It's Mine
Duration: 4 min 23 s
Description: Слушайте песню It's Mine - Mobb Deep, Nas онлайн с альбома Murda Muzik в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:23. Год выхода - 1999

Murda Muzik

Mobb Deep

Intro

Big Noyd

Streets Raised Me

Cormega

What's Ya Poison

Spread Love

Let A Ho Be A Ho

Lil Cease

I'm Going Out

Allustrious

Adrenaline

Eightball

Where Ya From

Quiet Storm

Where Ya Heart At

Noyd Interlude

It's Mine

Hip-Hop

Yo, straight thugs on this side, it's do or die to the death

Like the terminal ill takin they last breath

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

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

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

It's the world that I live in, Q.B. made me

A moms that loved me and a pops that raised me

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, 'cuz we don't give a fuck

What y'all niggaz want, thug life is mine

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 movin' that's how we do it, c'mon, c'mon Dunn

Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you 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

Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us

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

'Cuz today goes either way, we came a long way

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

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 anythin' 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

You don't need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

You need to give it up, we don't give a fuck

What y'all niggaz want, we don't give a fuck

Слушайте песню It's Mine - Mobb Deep, Nas онлайн с альбома Murda Muzik в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:23. Год выхода - 1999

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