Mobb Deep Love Ya'll More текст песни, слова песни Love Ya'll More Mobb Deep
Mobb Deep - Love Ya'll More
Uh-huuuh!
Ayo! Check this out, son!
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Through the - thick and the thin, strong and the wrong,
We love y'all 'cause y'all love us; we love y'all more!
Through the - thick and the thin, strong and the wrong,
We love y'all 'cause y'all love us; we love y'all more! (uhh!)
We love you more, we love you more! (love you more!)
Through the thick and the thin - we gon' remain strong! (strong!)
We do these songs for you, cause we love y'all
Love us back, and we love y'all more! (love y'all more!)
[Prodigy:]
Yeah, yeah! - Well, well - damn it to hell, fuck is Mobb Deep?
Where y'all been at scraps? - Rechargin' the batteries?
Had to regroup - reboot the system, press reset (reset!)
Fresh start right from where we started at.
We only go forward! - We never go back,
Sometimes you gotta step outside to look in.
Got a eagle eye view - and a vulture's mentality
A poor man's lifestyle. - A rich man's salary.
Yeah, that new shit, you need get with the times
The Infamous life and times of Havoc and P
This real music and substance. - These other fools shallow!
Feel it from the speakers down to your bone marrow.
See the audience is my love! - And I would be a liar
If I ain't say our love lost a little bit of fire.
But here - take my hand - and we gone keep it blazin' hot
The hate in our relationship never stops!
[Chorus]
[Havoc:]
Yeah! - I feel so alive (so alive!) - like it's overtime (overtime!)
I beat the buzzer. - Rediscover the hunger, five.
Last of a dying breed - still in the jungle where the lions be
Son you know right where to find me
On the corner or the office. (or the office!) - M-O-B bosses
[?] not talkin' 'cause the sour got us coughin'. (coughin'!)
My swag got 'em nauseous. (uh!) - Hurry kid I been told
That P home I gotta go and - niggas ain't tryin' spoil it!
Fuck bitches, get money! - Got a fetish for this looty
You a short film - while we make movies.
Repeat my lips! - Read my lips!
We got clips to heat our spit!
Don't give a fuck about the jealousy, them female emotions,
You know that I be knowin', gotta put it where they dome is.
Devour like a bunch of locust. - Son, I'm so focused! (focused!)
I leave these niggas dead where they stand, these niggas hopeless!
[Chorus]
[Ovations]
[Beat fades out]
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