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we the real thing - mobb deep lyrics

[intro: prodigy]
real street sh*t
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: prodigy]
i got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama
n*gga, we the real thing
i got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama (yeah)
n*gga, we the real thing

[verse 1: prodigy]
i’m fresh out the can, still smellin’ like jack mack’
body chiseled up and i’m lookin’ for my slide*back
in that top tier, it’s no fear in my blood cells
i’m knockin’ down whoever stand in my way
them gun sh*lls’ll fall like raindrops when them things pop
thе same old song, a million times, it don’t stop
your violencе is edible, your death is inevitable
when you comin’ at me with that bull
my knife’ll impale you, you p*ssy, i smell you
i can show you better than i can tell
ooh, this is my favorite part of it all
my d*ck hard, my hormones bark for war
for blood, for the stuff that’ll spook you out
and have sh*t runnin’ down your pant leg, you child
i don’t give a good godd*mn ’bout your rap sheet
’bout your street credit score, i smack beef
and wipe the corners of my mouth with your white tee
then pick my t**th with your bones, don’t entice me
don’t invite me to eat food, i’m a hog
i’m a jungle king, the top of the chain, dog
[chorus: prodigy]
got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama
n*gga, we the real thing
i got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama
n*gga, we the real thing, real thing

[interlude: havoc]
it’s qb, we always gon’ rise to the occasion
you know what i’m sayin’?
n*ggas don’t know, but they seen it
or they’ll see (ayo)

[verse 2: havoc, havoc & prodigy]
qb in this b*tch, n*gga, we can air it out
party, tell the whole crew we the ones you hear about
wildin’ out, shuttin’ sh*t down, we responsible
more bodies than a world war, sh*t get volatile
rap beef, what beef? this is real beef
carnivore when we eat, n*ggas dead meat
deadly, lettin’ off a medley of bullets with the fully
goin’ out to the fullest, whole team crooked
whole game shook it, with the pain, took it
to another level, gave a flyin’ f*ck, whole world lookin’
we in your face with it, say it with your chest
put some bass in it, can’t find the body, cold case with it
let me finish up, mobb, know we level up
y’all just level one, quit, we already won
h*a*v*o*c, king p
not up for debate, n*gga, we the real thing
[chorus: prodigy]
got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama
n*gga, we the real thing
i got so many n*ggas plottin’ on my head
and real gangstas contemplate my death
real street sh*t
f*ck a rap beef, i got real drama
n*gga, we the real thing, real thing

- mobb deep lyrics

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