Mobb Deep - Get It Forever Lyrics
[Verse 1: Havoc]Niggas know and if they don'tI shoot 'em in the head, whatever rock his f-cking boatNiggas in my face, you better leave before you can'tI lay shots like stamps, no FedexI'm hot check the critics, call the paramedicsYour man was talking reckless so you know he had to get itMe and money's magnetic, and you the polar oppositeCome through, ***** start dropping it, getting lowI don't gotta trick, the only magic I knowWore the number 32 and retired some time agoSo check the liner notes and miss me with the bullshitMiss me with it or get hit with a full clipI'm back on it, you can bet your ass on itI'm so sure that I could put my f-cking last on itAnd if I didn't sell then you know I rapped on itBeat so ugly, gotta put a f-cking mask on it[Hook: Prodigy]We get it foreverIt's on foreverCalm down, neverSlow it down, neverWe get it foreverWe do this foreverIt's on foreverCalm down, neverSlow it down, never[Verse 2: Prodigy]Looking through my eyes' view I see nothing butSuccess for us, non-stop nothing butLong money, long jab I stretchWrap around the Earth, 80 times 10Warm breezes and Barbado nightsLiving sweet yea but it's a cold lifeYou know we strapped in, best you buckle upI did my little bid in years, yeah wassup wassupDare a nigga trouble us, make my niggas risk all of thisInfamous good shit, so quickI'll be back inside the cage, my rage is unchangedFor this change, yeah this bank, I have for this painChange and pinky rings, estates for the kingsA Queens-bred gentlemen, she know how we bangYou tamper with this plush lifestyle, may you layIn a hole 'til you ferment, your bones decay[Hook][Verse 3: Nas]We come from where murders occur often on late nightsNiggas is high and they eyes be red as 2 brakelightsMedical marijuana, Henny bottles, and Grey GooseSemi's and shottys on deck, everybody's face screwedBut you know this already, my hood the coldest and deadlySoldiers is ready, I am boastful, forgive me*****es talking to cops cry when they nigga get washedBeef coulda been squashed, go finish that shit that you startNo clip in your Glock, you ain't prepared to fireWe call that riding with no air in your tireYou're flattened, it's a pattern after scrappingWhat usually happen, death on arrivalSurvival of the fittest, ain't nothing like that Queensbridge shitY'all niggas finished, your only chances are diminishedAnd we don't need no f-cking witnessAin't what you know, it's what you live and we live it[Hook]
