Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - Nickel and a Nail - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] This is one of those ones, you heard Alchemist, what the fuck is the deal It's that gutta gutta gutta gutta shit nigga (Yea Twin I see you) With my little dirty niggas [Prodigy] That nigga P is thug enough to rep QB from Long Island Hempstead niggas thug their way to the top Man as a young gun I was like they can't stop me Now I'm all grown obviously they ain't stop me (Nope) Tried my hands at drug that shit wasn't for me (Uh) Appear to this royalty that shit is like chicken fee Some chose ballin', music was my callin' As long as it sounds gutta you hear me all along Where most make in a year, I get off one song And that shit is not fair to you, but fuck y'all Man I'm still comin' up on that rough side, that tough side Nuttin' was handed to me, I had to go for mine My shit is hard earn, you stumbled onto shine We built this from the dirt, you copy off mine Once again it's the homey that thug rhymes and kill beats Niggas is burnt, they runnin' out lines [Interlude] Ha-ha-ha, nah nigga don't ask me for shit Nigga don't come up to me (The fully loaded .25) (With one extra bullet on the side) You don't want what I got in my pocket nigga Do you really want this? Do you really want this? I got somethin' for you, come here, check it out (The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side) [Prodigy] That nigga P bug enough to bring my gun, where's that wildin' It's too much cops there, chill P you wildin' Fuck that I've been too much to start calmin' Down now seen too much to start fallin' Off my gun game, niggas is retarded Won't catch P, bucket, naked, without my pistoler (Nope) Like Adam in the garden, it's beast out in the field And apples ain't shit when you're starvin' Time for me to run 'em up, pardon I'm overly aggressive with life, you too soft man I'm doin' what I does best, you try to block me You'll get knocked down try to stand where I rock please Don't force to pop these shots in your frame Leave you blood clots in the brain And that's not suppose to bleed How you gon' pull through with them hoes and your bee (Nah, he's not gon' make it) [Interlude] The fully loaded .25 (Uh-huh, you see me nigga) With one extra bullet on the side (You see me nigga, what nigga?, what?) The fully loaded .25, (Want that?) with one extra bullet on the side (You Could have it) All I got in my pocket -- is a nickel and a nail (What else?) The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side (Uh-huh) All I got in my pocket, (What's that?) is a nickel and a nail (And what's that?) The fully loaded .25, with one extra bullet on the side (Uh-huh, uh-huh, nickel plated .25) "The Mac is motherfucking back"
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