Mobb Deep - What's Poppin' lyrics

(Tragedy) Yeah...Get it poppin'...No doubt Thug sh**... for your ear Yeah...Two-Five (Tragedy) It go one for my real n***as, two for the ba** Three for that weight regulated out of state Four for the guns blowin' getting sh** straight For them b**h a** n***as that hate And I can tell right now that you really not knowing When the guns start blowing and your blood stop flowing You can take it to the heart b**h n***a play your part All you saw was the spark now you laying in the dark From the hood that I rep every n***a in my set Generals to Cadets two-five 'til the d**h Inadvertently I know n***as wanna murder me But can't even an*lyze G, The Mahdi Flow so precise, thug paradise, five karot ice Black Christ living the life n***as see the light when they start losing pints You can die by the gun or the knife (Chorus: Havoc) Hey yo Eh yo a n***a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a n***a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't sh** tryin' to get these chips And the first n***a tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a n***a poppin that sh** when it's poppin' Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up north visit (Havoc) Thun I an*lyze these n***as, cause they simple like b**hes And to damn feminine to f** with this veteran Stop the rhetoric, you know the led will get hot You know this metal sh** ain't nothing to f** with Know I work that steel with a workman's will Staring so hard don't make me hurt that grill Apologize n***a dog you ain't that real Your man got bagged did time you squeeled Gla** slipper wearin' a** n***as get k**ed You ain't a grown man 'til you pay some bills Keep it gully been pimpin' before I had 4 wheels The pipe game cool, but my talk game ill Wanna f** with a n***a cause I know my sh** You owe that bank, I own my sh** Out the gate don't ask, can't floss my whip It ain't who you know, b**h it's who you with (Chorus: Havoc) Eh yo a n***a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a n***a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't sh** tryin' to get these chips And the first n***a tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a n***a poppin that sh** when it's poppin' Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up north visit (Tragedy) Yo I settle with, heavy metal sh** for my thugs in Connecticut Murderville n***a how you feel? Flow so sick, them n***as can blow dick Better an*lyze what lies before you trick In the mix of some Queens n***as tryin to get rich Any n***a in my way can feel the gun spit Get your Du-Rag split with long four-fifth Hand glide thru your hood in the six Road call for my n***as who you wit? (Thug sh**) Road call for my n***as who you wit? (Thug sh**) Let it bang make it pop 'til your heartbeat stop Know the game don't stop 'til the casket drops The God run out of shots then they tape the block Rep to the d**h for my carnivores on lock And my dogs in the box meet you back on the block You know how the team rocks, 'til we reach the top (Chorus: Havoc) Eh yo a n***a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a n***a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?) Ain't sh** tryin' to get these chips And the first n***a tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a n***a poppin that sh** when it's poppin' Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up north visit Eh yo a n***a ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know a n***a plottin' I rep the dirty rottin' Ain't sh** tryin' to get these chips And the first n***a tryin to stop me gettin hit And you know a n***a poppin that sh** when it's poppin' Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good) Okay with it, talk cause I live it You appreciate the God like an up north visit