The Game - M.O.B. Freestyle lyrics

[Nas] Aiyyo wha**up Game This the biggest boss in New York, Nas Whattup my n***a I love what you doin out there man New York got'chu, Queensbridge got'chu Do the damn thing We'll probably do some sh** that'll scare the sh** outta y'all Nas y'all [Verse 1: M.O.B.] Money Over b**hes, yeah Watch it, when I hop out, 38 and a knockout The studio on lockout like the day they let 'Pac out Back to drop out, store the blockout Homies say the cops out, stash spot got popped out Grind 'til I clock out, tick tock out Shake shakin them haters off, runnin a hot route Get my Mike Williams on, homey do not doubt #1 in Southern Cal', knowhatI'mtalkinbout? s**ers up top on, shut 'em out of the pros But runnin the fo'-fo' open them do's Run and gun how I 'em them shows When they see he can ball, let the cold flow open them hoes I'm here, so go against my arrival is suicidal Homicidal dynamic certifiedal my mob or die crew You n***az been lied to, we the best that did it since Big was wit it and don't forget it (M.O.B.) ("It's the real..") Money Over b**hes, the new edition ("This.. is a DJ Ski exclusive") ("The real..") Money Over b**hes, and we the new edition ("Hip-Hop..") [Verse 2: M.O.B.] Yeah, yeah, it's the mob n***a, ha ha Ay Tec I get these G-Unit n***az trippin Talkin sh** 'bout n***az like they can't come up missin Ay look I'm here so you don't get the story twisted When I catch him slippin I'ma gun him down homey pay attention You n***az fin' to pay a visit, with readmission What'chu know about cemetaries and morticians? Know dat, can't run or escape like lo-jacks With bullets that I aim co*k spit and throw back I'm Mr. Lemonhead on your block in a gold 'llac Escaped from d**h Row so stop askin where Suge at You n***az need your minerals, vitamins, three chemicals Lyrically invincible spittin repeated principles I'm k**in you, I ain't feelin you meanin a war Cause when we mob through the door, e'rybody on the floor It's the mob [echoes]