Tonalidad: F minor
Verse 1
Bbm
H -A -V -O -C,
Bm
on the side of me with
my nigga Prodigy
B
Dbm
Yeah, infam ous Mobb Deep, nigga
M -O -B -B, we in the fuckin' house
Db
Dbm
Make some noise, nigga
Cm
Them all comin' through, no doubt,
kid
Bbm
Schemin' and layin'
Gb
with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
Bbm
and the last ones asleep
Dbm
And that's why we got the drop
Gb
Gm
Bbm
Rip shows, hit hoes
Gb
I'm the type of nigga
Gm
that'll have your baby for the vest
Gb
Bbm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Gm
and right back to you
Gb
And if it get back to us,
Bbm
then we clapping you, what?
Gm
Born to be wild,
Bbm
pushed to the front of the crowd
Top of the pile, state of the art
A
rhymes a hundred miles
Gm
Bbm
I lay down on chocolate clouds
Gm
Bb
Bbm
Then pull out and let blow on any clown
Gm
Bbm
Listen to the glow go round
Cause my silence
is the most powerfulest
weapon yet found
Gm
Bbm
Hold it down, my tongue that is,
I bring the biz
Keep it tight, my mouthpiece,
suspense my clips
Ab
Fuck it with me,
Abm
Bm
the scenery get highly intense
Ab
Bbm
Intelligent, gun buckers, duck fucker,
Ab
you get bent over
Bbm
I'm not signing out soldier,
rockin' launcher
Gm
Shake musketeer, face carpenter
Bbm
You need to downshift and slow down kid
Or get surrounded and
pounded out real quick
Ab
Abm
Ayo, check out what the storm
F#
C#
Bbm
blew in
Gm
The ball comin' through,
Bbm
no doubt kids
Fm
Bbm
Sleepin' and layin' with the perfect plot
Gm
We the first ones awoken,
Bbm
the last ones asleep
And that's why we got
to drive the drought
Gm
R .I shows, head colds
Bbm
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby father vexed
Gm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Bbm
an d right back to you
Gm
Gb
And if they get back to us,
Bbm
Gm
then we're clapping you, what?
Cm
Check the main attraction of this rap shit
Bbm
Ab
Gm
Gb
The infamous slap some shit on the track
Ab
Gm
And get this whole atlas wide open
Bbm
It's stuck on it,
Ab
Cm
you need to hang it up like a warning
Gm
Ab
Your shit pouring, rapping pouring on
Bbm
your head like it's storming
Hellfire, Vietnam,
your whole outfit get re -rounded
Gm
Yo, you bout it, bout it,
Bbm
though I doubt it, doubt it
Gm
While you girl scout it,
I'll be repping QB, drowning
Boxes of Heineken,
gin bottles with the handles
Bm
Gm
Rubber handles and crack paper
Bbm
Get flipped, the stack paper,
Ab
the beach flavor
Bbm
Eb
Ab
Make the power more greater,
Gm
fuck y mob haters
Bbm
We got y wives on the beta,
Dm
Bbm
why you playin' with her ?
We makin' her loose and turned on,
Gm
Bbm
she love when the thug is blow in'
A
She get around when I walk around
Bbm
with the gun showin'
Bm
Gm
The mob steady blowin'
with this 9A shit
Dm
Before I had my clique,
Gm
before I had my clique
Bbm
A nigga wasn't shit,
Ab
Gm
y 'all niggas wasn't feelin' this shit
Bbm
Now you hearin' it,
Ab
Bbm
get off my dick
Gm
Y 'all niggas sick like a virus
Bbm
Gb
I wish one of y 'all niggas try this
Bbm
Gm
The bar comin' through
Bbm
F
No doubt kids schemin' and layin'
Bbm
With the perfect plot
Gb
Gm
Gb
We the first ones awoke
Bbm
and the last ones
Asleep and that's why we got to
Gm
Drive the drugs, whip shows, hit hoes
Gb
I'm the type of nigga that'll
Bbm
Have your baby father vex
Gm
Whatever you say bounces off of me
Db
An d right back to you and if
Gb
it get back to us
Bbm
Then we'll clap and you watch
Gm
The bar got it locked down,
Bbm
Ab
still heavy weights in this, the VR
New niggas was shook,
ain't it ill how we could read eyes?
Bbm
I'm stoppin' this,
it's approximate that you be coppin' this
Headlockin' shit,
bring it back where it's
Db
supposed to be
Ab
Take a dose of this,
guarantee cats'll be stuck
Db
Gm
Check the QBC, just a cop for musts
M .O .B .B., make no mistake,
Ab
Thought it was hashish,
C#
but the shit was laced with dust
Gm
You all fucked up,
sharing the bread, no one to trust
Walkin' the streets with a bag of choke
and a stale Dutch
Gm
Rep the 44 side and hold
the title with pride
And when it's on,
use the infrared for God
Gm
Aim it at your rental,
I'm like liquor in the winter
Keep it warm but make things extra hot
Ab
when you in a fuckin' faggot
Have you hoppin' like rabbits for carrots
Bbm
Gm
No need to yodel,
Bbm
Gm
the name we already established
Them all comin' through,
no doubt, kids
B
Db
Schemin' and layin' with the perfect plot
A
Gm
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Gm
Rip shows, hit hoes
C
I'm the type of nigga
Gm
that'll have your baby mama wet
Gm
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
Fm
and right back to you
Ab
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
B
Abm
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Gm
Rip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby mama wet
Gm
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
and that's why we got
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