Mobb Deep - Right Back at You (Freestyle) lyrics

{*opening gunshot courtesy DJ Whoo Kid*} Yea (yo P it's on in this motherf**er) that 2003 sh** Yo check it out [Havoc] f** where you at kid, f** where you from Pistol-whip a n***a dumb slugs {*DAMN*} hittin up lungs (uh-huh) My n***a just got sent to the sprungs, sh** is real He went for razors spittin them sh**s from under his tongue And from birth I was a hustler, no talk I'm buckin ya No matter if a dime b**h, my n***a b**h ain't f**in her Loyalty to the click, forever Mobb 'til I die b*tch (BEOTCH) Open my casket wide So you can see how fly, n***a from N.Y. do it n***a front on me, and die, so why do it I swear, feel like I've been here before, my first dealings went raw And tried to convert it to cash that's pure {*WHOO.. KID*} We gettin money n***as fingers behind triggers, that go without sayin Block ain't affiliated we sprayin And anybody that you see, gettin past us payin On some "Quiet Storm" sh**, motherf**er it's still rainin [Hook: Prodigy] Aiyyo - what we got the drop on you kid, now we got you You got the heart to get biz without your crew? Let's get it on n***a do what we gotta do You buck at me I'm buckin right back at you We got the drop on you kid, now we got you You got the heart to get biz without your crew? Let's get it on Dunn do what we gotta do You buck at me I'm buckin right back at you [Prodigy] Let me start things off In the room just drinkin my drink, check out my thoughts I'll be buried too soon, but at the same time I see a very good future, what it's gon' be Dunn You never know will ya, got guns by the pi-dound To destroy beef, better tell your dawg sit down I hits off the (? ?) like a little green army man Pullin grenade pins on the floor shootin Murder a human, invadin my space And do the slip like Thomas Crown, vacate the place Take your b**h like, Tony Montana or Goldie Swift with my talk like the serpent did Eve When my n***as emerge, we intensify things You can smell it in the air that's the sh**, hittin the fan n***as gon' feel me when my thing bang And we continue to party like eternal Sunday [Outro] Shout out.. Infamous Records.. ha ha Can't forget, LandSpeed {*blam} yea yea