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Feel My Gat Blow - Mobb Deep

"(Aight, cool, *inhales* take a seat dunn) (Uh, huh, word up uh huh uh huh) (Step aside uh huh uh huh, fuckin bitches uh huh uh huh) Chorus (Havoc) There that go, feel my gat blow (4x) (Prodigy) Rocket"

I Won't Fall - Mobb Deep

"(Havoc) Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut off Like they gully when switch when i'm spittin' those dummies I creep in the cold till my nose get runny Then i'm laying for a nigga"

Burn - Mobb Deep

"(Havoc:) It be a buck-fifty Your chance of runnin' Is infinte Slugs that leave niggas drugged Like a chick slip the Mickey I'm so on the low It'd take a Navy SEAL To get me When I surface If not chips"

The Learning (Burn) - Mobb Deep

"(feat. Vita, Big Noyd) (Havoc:) It be a buck-fifty Your chance of runnin' Is infinte Slugs that leave niggas drugged Like a chick slip the Mickey I'm so on the low It'd take a Navy SEAL To get me When"

Get Dealt With - Mobb Deep

"(Prodigy) I got my clique ready, ready for hand-to-hand combo Harms break em down, rapper Noyd cut his throat Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out Each twin grab a arm, pick this nigga up Knitty turn"

Quiet Storm (White Lines) - Mobb Deep

"(Prodigy) I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines I'm that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme P yea u heard of him but I ain't concerned with them nigga I pop more guns than u holdin them make"

Give It Up Fast - Mobb Deep

"Verse 1: Nas Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck So what's the deal poppy? You heard the feds almost got me I had the Cuban posse all"

Bloodsport - Mobb Deep

"turn them heaadphones up yeah to my man Nigga-No, yo Killa Bee no doubt (Prodigy) I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit now you rock"

Man Down - Mobb Deep

"Intro: Prodigy and Big Noyd That's my word, GOD! Kick that thug shit, GOD! Kick that motherfuckin thug shit man! Word up, man! (What's up, son? What's up?) Word up, get go (No doubt, nigga!) Money no"

Got It Twisted (Remix) - Mobb Deep

"(feat. Twista) A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-lchemist Yeah, once again, and we have - the remix! Yeah, uh-huh, what we got? Twista I see you my nigga! C'mon now Yeah yeah, yeah, uh-huh "Oh my gosh! The music just turns"

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