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Mobb Deep - Shorty Wop Lyrics

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  • Yeah-h-h-h, one two one two
  • Yeah, okay, now
  • You know who we got up in this *****
  • M.O., M.O.B.B.B.
  • [Chorus: Prodigy]
  • (Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street
  • Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped
  • (Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
  • Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch)
  • [Havoc]
  • And we don't give a ***** (*****) like you don't give a ***** (*****)
  • Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust
  • Death toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust
  • Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us
  • Catch me in that GT Coupe, with the flat screen drooped
  • in the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley
  • When I pass by, have you stuck, S.U.'s, black 'em up
  • Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up
  • Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots
  • that pop off, buck buck
  • Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there
  • Shit can happen have yo' ass, disappear in thin air
  • Shit real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot
  • You ***** you call cop, you snitch and that's off top
  • My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not
  • ever gonna play me mother*****ers get shot (boy)
  • [Chorus - repeat 2X]
  • [Prodigy]
  • Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy nigga
  • You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my nigga
  • We dead serious, you niggaz is livin jokes
  • We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones
  • Y-y-y-yeah, that's right you heard me nigga, reach for your chrome
  • When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome
  • Meanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone
  • Meanin that shit is out the window, we won't give it a thought
  • And we don't give a loud mother***** about who you are
  • What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved
  • (*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all you hearin when you go at the Mobb
  • (*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*) is all I'm sayin if you tryin to talk
  • We what you would call, niggaz that talk it walk it and live it
  • Your music is not "Murder," you an Infamous mimic
  • You what we would call, niggaz who suck dick for a living
  • Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison
  • [Chorus - repeat 2X]

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