Mobb Deep - Got Em Shook Feat Donnie Trill lyrics

" Yo we gotta leave these n***as shook man SenselessReality : Yeah man we gotta leave these n***as shook tell them to bring their best competition cause really that's what I wanna do Donnie : haha . su*k A DICK SenselessReality : Yo how can you compare yourself to me ? I see no comparison Put your head on the guillotine to severe it Better yet I show you that your style ain't unique A better flow A better style You worry about your swag staying complete While I'm staying on beat A miracle , a criminal , dissing dudes with subliminals Wack n***as are pitiful This ain't yock but I will speak for an individual My flow stays Exquisite Fasnating This verse would leave masterbating I'm close to hip hop as if we are related Cousins and brothers and mothers One big family Protecting them is my obligation I'm ambitious Responsive to the wack sh** I'm responding You're a bigger idiot than Mitt Romney You're parasitic But to me you ain't no menance I can be rebellious but you're mad tratrious You past co*ky , you're self centered Rap was made for n***as who are way better Epidemic , Lone Wolf , Iconick , Kid Space. f** it Even Joey My goal is to make these f** n***as go below me You guys swear that sh** wasn't for me But how could you that I s** When you never heard of me You swear you could murder me I'm capable and competent while you beg for compliments from b**hes who's pussies are past bottomless Scholarly n***as can be profounded by this You say you pulling triggers but got no targets to hit You say you a sharp shooter but wit me you already missed A Hook We got em shook n***a × 2 They swear they gangsters till we got them shook n***a We got em shook n***a × 2 They swear thet gangsters till we got them shook n***a They ain't pulling no triggers Donnie Trill : We Got Em Shook n***a We Got Em Shook n***a We Got The Damn Vereses Hanging Out A Damn Hook n***a These fake rappers got looking hella bad Talking about some stupid sh** that they never had Bring the competition I'll charge ya for admission Tryna f** with me ? Boy I know you ain't with it They I'm sick with it , spitting that sick sh** in it Cause simple minded people they just all with it I'm talking bout a critic Judging all my n***as lyrics Cause it's easier to say when you ain't never did it I wish a n***a would put my name in his mouth If I catch him slipping leave him dripping like his spouse sh** is real out here man with no doubt All these n***as sugar coat it like some girl scouts I spit Zanax boy homie you can even count I f**ed this game yeah brodi and I'm bout it bout But this foreplay I got my hand in her blouse Something smells like p**y Something fishey like a trout All these n***as talking big moves Man homie just sit on the couch I don't call it balling n***a I just cash out Outro SenselessReality : Yo , I'm hoping to be the dopest lyricist b**hes wanna get intimate No innocence Must have a god like flow cause you believe in it Be that satan sh** Better mention it People over act for the dumbest sh** Listening to Big L while I'm writing sh** But I ain't proud of this No followers , these n***as won't die for you I thought Big L told ya mama to swallow you Yo team ain't proud of you n***a Team packs loud for the troubles dude Am I troubling you? Hold on I ain't even through But I'll wait till the next song I didn't mean to front on you Hook We got em shook n***a × 2 They swear they gangsters till we got them shook n***a We got em shook n***a × 2 They ain't pulling no triggers