Mobb Deep - Don't Call Tasha lyrics

(Havoc) Won't stop 'til the casket drop The sh** don't pop, better believe I have that work on the block With my left on the hammer, the other on a knot n***az wanna scheme and plot, sh** - this all I got Pull his a** out the drop - n***a we ain't playin witchu hoes Let the heat blow, n***a just eat those And I don't give a f**, n***a go get your peoples n***a, I ring your girl bell and blast through the peephole Here's how I put that a** in a sleep hold Twenty-four/seven in creep mode, n***a you ain't safe f** your girl in the face while your lame a** tuggin her Now she s** like a p**no chick, way I was pluggin her Seven to the max, know I broke the governor b**h got a fetish for me? You still in love with her Dawg I had that all, so I only want some of her When she finish pity(?) talkin motherf** her, I'm done with her b**h "Call Tasha again, and I'ma k** you myself - you hear me dawg? I don't play, I ain't with really with this phone sh**; just the only way I could get at you - don't call Tasha back" (Prodigy) That's how we do that sh**, it's like this "You heard me? Don't call her back... don't don't don't do it" (Prodigy) Aiyyo, yo ("Huh? Straight up") This sh** in pocket baby We stitchin this sh** up, you just follow us We hold the streets up - you couldn't beat us with hammers We got retarded strength .. and we ain't runnin for nothin 'cept for the escape after we push them gun bu*tons (Pa-pow!) Now you gettin out the way Shots poppin out the Ace leave people's sh** swollen It's my style to flip n***az is bogus, we come through and shut down the set Yo Hav' - it's our time my n***a Our music grab these n***az and show 'em how it's did Multi-million dollar mobsters 300,000 dollar cars and hit the streets if you want to (Ay n***a) And still keep it thug too You couldn't pull us out the streets, we got deep roots {*echoes*}