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Usual Suspect Lyrics
Yea, yea, yea
I didn't forget about ya Queensbridge mothafuckas
Rollin' Mobb Deep in this mothafucka
Yea, yea, Mario drop the beat on 'em
Yea, uh, rappin' Noyd 'bout to destroy
Any man, woman, male boy
I don't give a fuck, word is bond, check it out
(Hook)
To the rough neck, usual suspect
You hear me boy, recognize rappin' Noyd
I'll destroy, nothin' changed
Blew you out the frame, was a small thing
I kept you shook 'cause you know my gat bang
You's a suspect, a soldier suspect
You hear me boy, recognize rappin' Noyd
I'll destroy, nothin' changed
Blew you out the frame, was a small thing
I kept you shook 'cause you know my gat bang
It's the untouchable, the unlovable, criminal
Reppin' Queens Borough, the rapper's back on another level
Matter of fact, black, check the cat's stats
I keep access to the Macs
For those who don't know to act, get laid on they back
And it's fact, you bustin' me, I'm bustin' back
So can't dance to the track, but analyze the rap
Before you get trapped, smacked, clapped, and that's that
I'm strictly hardcore, even more than before
When I was shootin' up doors in Baltimore tryna score
Natural born hustla, the Hennessy guzzla
I'm bent up like a mothafucka, don't make me buck ya
The .9 pound I strucked ya, 9-6 you ask about this convict
Niggas can't harm this, regardless
Niggas claim they heartless, easy for me to tear apart
Bitch, you don't want to start this, I'm lethal
Don't make me get up out QB and come and see you
You best to have ya mothafuckin' people
'Cause while I'm rollin' in the vigor, strapped with my nigga
When I see you, I'm leavin' lead in ya liver
(Hook)
Now one love to the thugs on top, pushin' drops
On the strength goin' out, bustin' slugs
Bumpin' the rocks, do ya thing god
Whoever's not involved get rid of 'em, finish 'em
Don't play 'em too close, snakes cut throats
You know the ropes, use intelligent folks to build
But control the .9 steady, ready, blow, let 'em know
Don't be mad at me, 'cause you ain't bad as me
You gradually grow hard, and tear shit apart
Shit I spark from the start, and regulate, takin' ya bodyweight
I leave you critical, the .9 pitiful
Blow your brains out, even A double L won't lift the stain out
I'm blowin' backs out, nigga's ass out
So watch what ya doin' with them eyes you be screwin' me with
Fuck around, lay around, make me empty my clip
This ain't no nonsense, I got my clique on the do or die trip
Once I cock heat, then I got this, now watch me rock it
No doubt kid, now we out
(Hook)
Don't take it personal
If it ain't about you, it don't apply, let it fly
But you guy, I gotta tear you up from your asshole to your gut
And if ya clique wanna flip they gettin' bucked
'Cause my standing with gat handling is outstandin'
I be the thug bustin' slugs while your Tec jammin'
One in the head, I can't stand it
But I gotta handle it though, leave you wet though
Squeeze the 4-4, make you take those and swallow those
My clique a bunch of wild desperados, stuck off the hydro
Hennessy rock hard, we got this shit locked on
My clique strike back hard, and that's my word
Fuck around I have that ass in the sky with the bird
That's my word, you carry a gat you think you that
Nigga please, you don't wanna feel none of these
Hollow tips, the Mac about to spit, aw shit
Noyd about to get on that buckwild shit
The Infamous Mobb
[Prodigy]
The Most Infamous, Scarface leave you faceless
Rip 'em, R.I.P. but you still right here with me
G.O.D. Part 3
Gotti on a mission
H.A.V.O.C. with clear vision
T.Y. N.I.T.T.Y. I don't know, but in due time
And tell killer bee Gambino
Yo, if we don't sell a million,
We gonna stick chemical banks straight up and down
I didn't forget about ya Queensbridge mothafuckas
Rollin' Mobb Deep in this mothafucka
Yea, yea, Mario drop the beat on 'em
Yea, uh, rappin' Noyd 'bout to destroy
Any man, woman, male boy
I don't give a fuck, word is bond, check it out
To the rough neck, usual suspect
You hear me boy, recognize rappin' Noyd
I'll destroy, nothin' changed
Blew you out the frame, was a small thing
I kept you shook 'cause you know my gat bang
You's a suspect, a soldier suspect
You hear me boy, recognize rappin' Noyd
I'll destroy, nothin' changed
Blew you out the frame, was a small thing
I kept you shook 'cause you know my gat bang
Reppin' Queens Borough, the rapper's back on another level
Matter of fact, black, check the cat's stats
I keep access to the Macs
For those who don't know to act, get laid on they back
And it's fact, you bustin' me, I'm bustin' back
So can't dance to the track, but analyze the rap
Before you get trapped, smacked, clapped, and that's that
I'm strictly hardcore, even more than before
When I was shootin' up doors in Baltimore tryna score
Natural born hustla, the Hennessy guzzla
I'm bent up like a mothafucka, don't make me buck ya
The .9 pound I strucked ya, 9-6 you ask about this convict
Niggas can't harm this, regardless
Niggas claim they heartless, easy for me to tear apart
Bitch, you don't want to start this, I'm lethal
Don't make me get up out QB and come and see you
You best to have ya mothafuckin' people
'Cause while I'm rollin' in the vigor, strapped with my nigga
When I see you, I'm leavin' lead in ya liver
On the strength goin' out, bustin' slugs
Bumpin' the rocks, do ya thing god
Whoever's not involved get rid of 'em, finish 'em
Don't play 'em too close, snakes cut throats
You know the ropes, use intelligent folks to build
But control the .9 steady, ready, blow, let 'em know
Don't be mad at me, 'cause you ain't bad as me
You gradually grow hard, and tear shit apart
Shit I spark from the start, and regulate, takin' ya bodyweight
I leave you critical, the .9 pitiful
Blow your brains out, even A double L won't lift the stain out
I'm blowin' backs out, nigga's ass out
So watch what ya doin' with them eyes you be screwin' me with
Fuck around, lay around, make me empty my clip
This ain't no nonsense, I got my clique on the do or die trip
Once I cock heat, then I got this, now watch me rock it
No doubt kid, now we out
If it ain't about you, it don't apply, let it fly
But you guy, I gotta tear you up from your asshole to your gut
And if ya clique wanna flip they gettin' bucked
'Cause my standing with gat handling is outstandin'
I be the thug bustin' slugs while your Tec jammin'
One in the head, I can't stand it
But I gotta handle it though, leave you wet though
Squeeze the 4-4, make you take those and swallow those
My clique a bunch of wild desperados, stuck off the hydro
Hennessy rock hard, we got this shit locked on
My clique strike back hard, and that's my word
Fuck around I have that ass in the sky with the bird
That's my word, you carry a gat you think you that
Nigga please, you don't wanna feel none of these
Hollow tips, the Mac about to spit, aw shit
Noyd about to get on that buckwild shit
The Infamous Mobb
The Most Infamous, Scarface leave you faceless
Rip 'em, R.I.P. but you still right here with me
G.O.D. Part 3
Gotti on a mission
H.A.V.O.C. with clear vision
T.Y. N.I.T.T.Y. I don't know, but in due time
And tell killer bee Gambino
Yo, if we don't sell a million,
We gonna stick chemical banks straight up and down
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