paroles de chanson My Prorites - Mobb Deep
[Intro:
Prodigy]
Oh-Yea,
we
here
- that's
right,
my
niggaz
light
that
shit
up
Light
your
shit
up,
oh-yea,
oh-yea
Tappin'
bottles
back
that,
spit
lines
for
the
homies
That's
R.I.P.,
you
feel
me?
Aiight
let's
learn
these
niggaz
sumtin'
We
gon'
run
down
the
line
like
this...
[Prodigy]
Before
I
get
the
watch
- I
get
the
big
glock
Before
I
step
foot
in
the
V
- I
get
the
stash
box
No
matter
the
casin',
I'm
bringin'
the
heat
Take
my
kids
to
Sesame
Place,
I'm
bringin'
my
heat
Fo'sho,
you
neva
know
it
might
pop
off
Better
safe
than
sorry,
niggaz
could
neva
rob
me
Or
reach
the
hand
toward
me
and
in
any
type
fashion
Fuck
what
you
heard
or
think
my
shit
blastin'
We
hittin'
the
club;
I
get
my
contraband
You
fuckin'
wit
us?
You'd
rather
suck
madd
dick
Before
I
squeeze
I
aim
at
your
hat
then
Without
hesitation,
turn
your
shit
backwards
Soon
as
I
purchase
my
kicks;
I
put
the
gemstars
in
So
if
they
lock
me
up;
my
razor
makes
madd
hits
Before
I
die,
the
world
gon'
hear
me
And
make
me
rich,
my
kids
will
be
filthy
[Chorus:
Prodigy]
Priorities;
put
my
gun
on,
I'm
ready
for
the
day
Two;
tryin'
hit
you
before
you
hit
me
C;
he
a
good
nigga,
don't
call
cross
P
Four;
balance
my
hatred
and
love
more
E;
tryin'
to
stay
alive,
only
live
once
Six;
neva
let
fear
control
me
dunn
G;
make
the
money,
money
neva
made
me
Eight;
live
by
four,
it
should
be
straight
[Prodigy]
Ayo,
nigga
I
don't
shoot
cars
up
or
dawgs
up
That
shit
I
did
when
I
was
sixteen,
word
up!
That's
child
play
now
I
gotta
taste
for
blood
I
gotta
see
some
meat
hangin'
'fore
the
jobs
well
done
I
need
to
see
a
nigga
drop
'fore
I
make
my
gun
stop
And
before
I
start
shootin',
I
make
sure
you
hop
Niggaz
wind
me
up
and
wind
me
up
'Til
I
pop
up
on
your
scene
like
Jack
in
the
Box
With
the
two
toppings,
cuttin'
at
you
up
like
butter
VA
style
nigga
your
meat
get
smothered
Mobb
style
nigga
me
and
my
blood
brothers
kill
Pretty
boy,
rappers
if
their
songs
speak
others
Oh
you
shot
niggaz
before?
That's
cool
wit
me
'Cause
you
gon'
need
experience
tunnin'
wit
P
Before
I
came
to
QB,
I
was
already
thug
Before
all
this
rap
shit,
I
was
already
bugged
[Chorus:
Prodigy]
1 All Mine
2 Everyday Gun Play
3 In the Long Run
4 Young Luv
5 Block Life
6 Perfect Plot
7 Cobra
8 Gangstas Roll
9 Bump That
10 My Prorites
11 Backwards
12 Never Talk
13 We Dont Love Them Hoes
14 Make the Hits
15 Baby Baby
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