Mobb Deep - U.S.A. (Aight Then) | Текст песни

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Eh yo this ones for all my m o b bAnd my out of state niggas reppin NYCTo my duns up in the clink stuck in the thingFor my dogs on the corner that cook they own weightFor young lords livin like old time kingsAnd old timers puttin young bloods on them thingsJust a lil something for ya block to singCan you relate? Do you feel me?Aiight thenMind like the dutchFlow wit her backwardsCouldn't clear my style like Anita Baker RaptureFratureCry now laugh laterWe assist and compute dataOn ya IBMDime bitches I be eyein themShoot me down a hundred timesStill come up wit new rhymesRec exects dont like meCome up with new rhymesSee you want it and you give a push for all mankindEh yo this ones for all my m o b bAnd my out of state niggas reppin NYCTo my duns up in the clink stuck in the thinkFor my dogs on the corner that cook they own weightFor young lords livin like old time kingsAnd old timers puttin young bloods on them thingsJust a lil something for ya block to singCan you relate? Do you feel me?Aiight thenMike Tyson styleAnimal dunsWe live wildToo many ways to dieWe alive for nowWe cross bordersTake the guns along with usDefend imfamous to the fullestProtect my duns that came with meThey move with meIts riskyFor you to try to approach the god shiftlyWe all gorgeousThe most flyThe illestIts amazing what my mens do to ya bitchesWhile you bearin witnessWe handelin ya chick b'ness (business)Thuggin out druggin out ya know the dealins Picture you dead and in the rawFlippin 2 not ready for what you and Moms already missin youOld fool from the old schoolYou 36I been doin this since niggas sellin nicksGettin head from tricksTakin shorts for kicksNiggaz mad ain't tell them where the stash was atIf she a dime baby moms Know we baggin' thatSmack em with the gat(what) React thatEh yo this ones for all my m o b bAnd my out of state niggas reppin NYCTo my duns up in the clink stuck in the thinkFor my dogs on the corner that cook they own weightFor young lords livin like old time kingsAnd old timers puttin young bloods on them thingsJust a lil something for ya block to singCan you relate? Do you feel me?Aiight thenAnd to my fifth ward clique (how you like this)And to my dirty south thugs (how you like this)And to my westside niggas (yes you like this)And to my Chi-town gangstas keep thuggin itConnect the dotsMerge with many a blockMy porto rock representitives blow plenty of shotsIts love sincerelyEven my heartFor those that relate to this here songThug of the age yoHave you noddin off like good dopeAnd if the good then go regardlessFinish it when you want to start shitTurn the body into carcusHandle mines regardlessEh yo this ones for all my m o b bAnd my out of state niggas reppin NYCTo my duns up in the clink stuck in the thinkFor my dogs on the corner that cook they own weightFor young lords livin like old time kingsAnd old timers puttin young bloods on them thingsJust a lil something for ya block to singCan you relate? Do you feel me?Aiight thenAnd for my midwest terrorists rock thisFor my New Orleans team they cant stop usAnd to my Little Rock clique y'all is heartlessThis for my Beantown dogs in the life isFrom Seattle to ping housesUnified States of America lets get it right shit

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