Mobb Deep - Give It Up Fast Lyrics
Verse 1: nasGot out the airport, the mobb pick me up in the truckJury junkie like *****, I aint scared to get stuckSo whats the deal poppy?You heard the feds almost got meI had the cuban posse all up in my room and lobbyNegotiatin like an illuminati networkDont catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connectWhen I lost but back then was my faultNow its time to flossEye for an eye whats mine is yoursI need a suite with the flowersComplentary at trump towersSit at the table we can build for hoursOn gettin riches, a cinch, take a glimpseThe world is yours written all over the blimpsHeres a toast to my foes, its like a whole new beginningFrom ? ? ? and prima, loads of women rockin linenI got a plan to blow the hiroshima, japanMovin niggas out tha hood and just divide em with famAy yo, the *****es like g money said to us, manAbout the dick like the horse with the cowboy brandChorus 1:Give it up fast, quick and not slowNot goin to the tables if its not about doughSon you know mobb deep is runnin this shitQbc, nigga grab your clickVerse 2: havoc, big noyd, prodigyYeah son, Im feelin itOpposition want me dead, concealin shitFour gats got me livin, kidRushin thru my pyramidYou secondary, go against the grain then you adversaryHad to bury niggas on my side, that snitchRan his mouth like a *****Now hes layin in a ditchDaily dug for himselfOn his grave I had to pissScud missile never miss youHit you, scratch you off, we left jim star rip thruYou metal deeper, you aint havin it me eitherIts drama, aint got time for no breathersRapper noyd make these niggas into believersHuh, huhHey noyd, what up this cat right here, manWord up!The tough guy strong meI guess he got plans to ruin meHe want ta do me slowly but surelyI beat his fast ass a bit earlyGrabbed the biased raid, the shit was curlyPut the drome to his domeLet him know its never earlyYou can slide before I snatch the heat from his sideSaw the devil in disguise by the look in his eyesHe was surprised I snatched him upRegulated his gat and backed him upStepped to the side, p blast em upHey yo, cannons are roughYou got strucked up, ya strokes slitSo rapper nigga playin thug try to pro shit(yo, kill that nigga, man!)All I remember was I shot for his throat gYou see big guns and 3-d is hauntingIt gets deep, *****in with these chi-neseThai weed burnin my hip from hot gatsBurnin my lips from roach clipsCatch me on 40th and bootlegger in the a.m.These *? r-tape meridiam? * cats, insomniacsFour in the mornin we throwin back some cognac juiceLettin gats loose in the blue van blitz-thruThese kids too couldnt find the pistolAy yo, I got the lexus, holdin my necklaceIm bent off some next shitGasoline wick, a kerosene twistStumblin, place of my gun right, its slipped down its calibreLookin for chicks that he can stab nowNumbed up for my fiery cupI held juice of sins nectarSaints found they youthMega-action, *****es all around ready to *****Big asses, you bought all the shit, pressin ya luckMy pipe games like a night trainTop speed thru ya warm piece? ? ? to say the leastChorus 2:Give up the ***** fast, quick and not slowNot goin to the cell if it aint a freak showSaid you know mobb deep is plannin this shitQbc, niggas grab their clickChorus 1Outro: prodigy(and thats how it go)And thats it nigga(if it aint a freak show) it aint a freak showYknowhutimsayin?(dont give up, dont give up, dont give up)Dont go(yknow the deal)Rapper noyd, rapper p, nas, havocTo the exit, niggas we out!What up!(the infamous)Its over baby(***** 9-6 to 9-7)Tell the rest of the crew
