The Heatmakerz - Tha Mobb lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Hardbody, hardbody Carter, Carter, Carter Yeah Let's go [Verse 1] Cash Money, Young Money, motherf** the other side They can f** with us if they want, I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma, I'm gonna continue ballin' Told her gettin' out the game, it's like comin' out of a coma I'm tryin', but I'm normal when this rap sh** get boring All I ask is that you pray for me (Please) And the beat keep crying and I'mma keep beatin' her Fee, I'm f**in' her, I'm deep in her, sleep in her And what happens when the reaper come? I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up I made enough, I ain't make sh** So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (n***a) Breakfast, yes! let's eat, wipe ya mouth when you finished Then hunt for the lunch and dinner, no beginner To the criminal activity, f** with them they rushin' in Like Seminoles, Indians No bow and arrows, Harold Just Ninas, Gina Just choppers, Robert Carter II: Tell me how is you gon' stop a riot? I lock and seal it up the best, I could feel it I'm in the lead, I could pop a wheelie Not for rookies, late bloomers stay in the womb I'm here motherf**er make room... boom! Young Tune, the big kahuna It's my ocean, baby, y'all n***as is tuna Better now than sooner Junior fly around ya city tryna take a number 2 on ya I ain't goin' nowhere special, I won't never leave sh**, I'm already a legend if I ever leave Can't get rid of me, not little me Man I got 'em, I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B) I'm hungry like I didn't eat I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen What the f** you n***as tellin' me? You pups can't keep up with the pedigree Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies Call myself settling, palm trees, Promethezine But what's new? Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop Get f**ed so many times 'til it's "f** you" So how you wanna do it, baby? We can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it Money and murder, you my n***a, my jelly preserver I'mma ride, baby, 'til the judge give me a verdict, yeah Hear me or heard me, I get it and serve it Cause every time I did it I hit it and hurt it, yeah Now I k** it, the mission accomplished The n***as abolished, the b**hes astonished Then they pay homage, when did they find it but Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em, so They don't forget it, I underline it and I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin, young'un I been through all that I done done what you sayin' I put it down when the others was playin' When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions Hold court with the apes, I'm a gorilla but lighter Got the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah Start 'em, ignite 'em, I walk through fire Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah Alter a n***a, Nina talk to a n***a Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a n***a I'm awkward like Cartwright, f** with a n***a Shot ugly but my arch right; come on dog, bark, bite Fork in the road, I'm always going right Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line It's right there, the goal line right behind the scrimmage line Touchdown, check the scoreboard, gimme mines Semi 9 fit me fine, hit a n***a twenty times Damn, then one more to the face just So they close the casket like I pay to close the case I'm made straight Mafia sh**, front line Top rank ready to die for my sh**, and the obvious sh** If I talk about my rivalry, they probably get rich So f** 'em, I'mma let 'em sit And I ain't duckin' cause I'm right here, I'm just enough I don't care who at the top of the stairs, I'm stepping up See you f**in up the money, baby, and that ain't good business You startin' to look like a witness and that this is For the gangstas and the b**hes, the hustlers and the hoes Crossover, whatever, mainstream know Cause Wayne thinks silent, Wayne'll never fold You heard it right here if the game was ever told Lift up ya toes and look under a rug Trust me there's history under all that dust So deep down in the dirty there lies us Yeah, Cash Money Records, and I'm still up front Stunna pop a bottle baby, peel us a blunt Let's eat and talk about all them n***as we cut What, you know what? Let's not f** up our lunch That's real sh** if you ever seen such Chuch, the mob n***a