Mobb Deep - More Trife Life Lyrics
Yeah shell take you out too kid.A rainy day layed up thinkinSitting gettin bentWatchin old seventy flicksMinds on the slouchBack on the couchHeard the phone ringIt was a shorty from uptown I met back day.Long time no hear fromNo doubt long time no seeI heard you had a seed a baby girl and now she 3.Whats up wit that catYou know who your baby popsSlung rocks up top then heard he got knockedHe home***** dat nigga Im on my ownMatter fact got my own cribPlus Im all aloneWord?The ***** is badChill son she got me temptedReminiscing the fattyJumped in the ride I rentedRest timsMecca dice well presentedSippin e & j straightWas bent when I enteredGave her a hugStared her straight into her mugShe aint shes a bithch back then and now its buggedTurned the vcr onFriday, my favorite flickIts hard for me to drink alize I take a sipGot into convo, how you been over the years?Neglected, stressed out, and living in fearWhatchu mean, I thought you left that cat which was trueIm not talkin about himAnother dudeBeen wit him for a year and had a baby by him -- word?Matter fact you saw him, downstairs you walked by himNow thinks its a setupCould it be or maybe not.She said dont sweat it he dont got the top lockTried to play it cool. but in my head shorties wildinUsing me to get the next nigga jealous called up the fellas.Ty nitty line was busy so I beeped gotti, gotti wasWith trip and two other grimees, the twinzLet me begin then explainIm at this ***** crib and I think she got me framedStuck without a gatNow prepare for combat,Gave the address, told my son theres more cats be here in a secondBig gats no half steppinThey flippin on me talkin bout I never learn my lessonI laughed an additional hit them with the mathHung up the jack, while shorty soaked in the bath.Played the living room.Dozed off for a second.When I woke up shorty was standing ass *****.Make moves stepped to the room.All this bullshit ***** better be goodThrough off my champion hoodSlow motionAll arm bent off the potionShorty went down and had a nigga wide openIt was over laid up in the cutI heard a thumpJumped up threw on my boxersYo, what the *****?All of a suddenI saw this black mother*****er with this big ass gat and two otherMother*****ersBlack masks, clutching duct tape no escapeTied me up, smacked me all in my faceShorty wasnt even screaminLooked up saw em scheminYeah, yeah, we got this nigga now, we got thisAll bloodied up, shook the ***** upHeld for ransom, they yelled, smiled and started dancinLet them know they had me hostageThrew me on the phone said sonDont worry son we got thisRegardless of the outcomeAll this bullshitTake a nigga wordDont never go see a *****, word
