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