Mobb Deep - Lifestyles Of The Infamous (Demo) | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Prodigy]
My life is all about riches, and bitches
Snitches get stitches
Want me to put you on? Keep wishin'
You need to learn the rules and conditions
There's facts that you missin'
Sit back and take notes man, listen
First of all, the foundation
Money is the root of all evil
But C.R.E.A.M. will have you shittin' on your people
Livin' like lotto, everything is everything
Ain't nothin' changed but the clothes that my money bring
I'm makin' figures that I never thought possible
You tryna slow me down, you'll find yourself in the hospital
My crew got the army of tecs, and amacuras
Kid, you get your cap peeled backward
For years, I been tryna blow for years
Gettin' bent off my wet, spend a G on beers
Livin' life to the fullest, my story ends with a bullet
'Til the (?) oil drops to the bottom of the pot
My invisible crew will never stop, if you lookin'
You can find me risin' to the top, I'm a classic
Approach my level and get your ass kicked
Floatin' in the river witchya body wrapped in plastic
I'm tryna make a half a million, triple in size
Before my eyes, another part of my team dies
I could still hear his voice while he up in the skies
While the rest still livin' steady tellin' me lies
It's like a bad dream, and I can't wake up
But at the same time I love, and I can't give it up

[Verse 2: Havoc]
I gotta get mines, no matter what the consequences
Countin' my blessings out of my weapons
Cock back the nine, let my heat serve purpose
Sling, do my thing, organize theme service
Tryna make a mil, it's stress, you know the deal
So we sling (?), getchya cap peeled, cause everything is real
But I wanna chill, laid up, in a jacuzzi
Sippin' bubbly with my fingers on the Uzi
Try to infiltrate my floor, get caught
Dead up in New York, my range is packed with criminal thoughts
You get your life lost, never found again my friend
Mission completed, watch you droppin' less than 10
On the road to the riches, hittin' snitches off with mad stitches
Your last resting place will be your ditch kid
No one can stop me, try, your style's sloppy
You wanna be me, you're just an imitation copy
The theme is all about makin' the green
Livin' up in luxury, pushin' fat whips and livin' comfortably

[Hook: Prodigy x2]
My life is all about riches, and bitches
Snitches get stitches
Lifestyles of The Infamous

-Phone conversation between Prodigy and Havoc-

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Too much dough to get, for one man to handle
Started from the bottom, went further than I planned to
It's a whole new world and my team is on
That's why your crew and mines can't get along
But it ain't no thing to me
If I die, just bury me with a bottle of Hennessy
And I'll be alright, but I ain't droppin' no time soon
Cause before you clap me, I'ma clap you
If I offend you, so the fuck what?
If you ain't bustin' your gat, shut the fuck up
Cause one less nigga's just more money circulatin'
More clientele to keep my pager percolatin'
Some bust me, don't discuss me, trust me
Niggas try to thump, but got lumped very roughly
Then we voted in the three quarter
Across the water, Queensbridge just right around the corner
Where you can find me at the store spendin' my rent
Gettin' bent, drink (?) and save twenty cent
Find a bitch, take her upstairs and bend her over
The same every day 'til my life's all over
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