Shook1nes (Remix)

[Intro : Price] That Mobb Deep shit We gon' do it like this Look This for my young gorillas and my hundred dollar bills You now rock-rockin' with the love dealers Look My Turn! [Verse 1 : Price] Used to get full off top ramen, now I'm at the top rhyming Don't say we underrated my nigga it's God's timing The players can't get phased by the haters, that's sidelining I’m more concerned with babes on the bleachers that’s side eyein' I seen a lot of rappers be the man for the summer See 'em a year later look like they dying from hunger The best feeling is shitting on niggas that tried to son ya' First they wouldn't pick up your number now they want a favor from ya' Look at Karma kickin' ass, as usual Rappers all chasin' each others tails, as usual First it was the Migos now they all using the Future flow Man where the fuck did the innovators of music go Then I looked in the mirror like stop being delusional You should know your raps is the truest that's indisputable B-O-Dub baby some movements just ain't movable Like get your ass that work better stay away from this cubicle Fourth quarter focus, side to side with my teammates Young black face was told to go get that green face So I hit the store an puttin' down for my team sake Gotta get my pitch perfect so I can make that Ester Dean cake Ya better pay up what that feed do Good Vibe Tribe I promise we just a preview Yellin' RIP T2 everytime I see you Screamin' RIP T2 nigga what that beef do Voices in my head got me backslidin' One minute I want peace Next minute I'm in a backseat with a mask ridin' My ex callin' my phone she sound mad cryin' I look down on my watch and told her it's bad-timing I got you stuck off the real, it be the infamous The Bishop kid watch yo mouth cuz you know how my temper get To get it like I got it, its intricate you ain't meant for it More commas than run-on sentences I'm the sickest bitch ! [Hook] My squad comes equip for warfare beware x8 [Verse 2 : Oktane] Look Westcoast niggas step aside while I rip it down I got everybody we takin' decisions now Shut the fuck up I'm 'bout to tell you how you did it Niggas been fresh when really want to admit it Like back in 09' skinny pants you wanna fight me Now I look around and all you niggas dress like me So now I'm watchin' close makin' songs that don't excite me And vegetarian niggas that front like they like beef White cops bustin blacks heads to the white meat Now the want us low key, fuck that this high key No I'm not that nigga you foo-foo should come mess with No I haven't seen a damn thing that I'm impress with And no I'm not concerned cause I know we got that next shit And no I don't wanna be no double XL Freshman Only me, this beat and everything I'm blessed with Nobody else on my pen and pad when I wreck shit Half of the time there ain't no pen and pad when I step in Left clique and hit that spaceball watch these neck split Chocolate nigga makin all these birds hit that Nesquik Terrance tell them niggas no words, make them checks hit My name Oktane, so ether was expected And ain't no young niggas well with words, bitch respect this How could you not nigga ? Man stop You ain't been this nervous since Hit 'Em up and that's Pac nigga I only keep the real around me, straight drop nigga So get down or lay down if you're not with us This is real and now we ain't play fair This what happens when the game play scare Let's take it there yeah [Hook]