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Mobb Deep – We Up lyrics
Yeah, bout to get my head right on this one
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah!
Yeah
C'mon
[Havoc]
With somethin in the stash to push a elephant bean back
Hav' come through, slump low with the seat back
Shit, my shit is touchin, hungry hurry up need that
Tryin to live right, only a juk for the relapse (yeah)
Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't
Nigga Havoc he a problem 'specially when he zoned
Let a nigga get foul like the wool he smoked, so
Go back to it like an old bitch I boned
Smell me people, these clowns ain't equal to I
Bitches feel me cause they love my vibe
Recognize the difference from a male, and chicken feed
Know what a chick want, know what a chick need
I'm blessed that's why my neck is glistening
We hold our own and earn our keep
And never ever get more than the one eye sleep
You in a slump cause you not listening
(We up!) Word man
[Prodigy]
(We up!) I be havin nightmares son
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up!)
(We up!) I don't even wanna go to sleep no more
(We up!) I be havin the illest dreams son
(We up!) Yo (Everybody wake up!)
(We up!) Tell you about this shit son
I'm havin dreams of squeezin a gun that don't work
And some nigga with a tec come and wet my shirt
I catch bullets in my stomach, and them s***s burn
I wake up sweatin, holdin my stomach cause it hurt
Yo the shit seem too real, I'm dyin of thirst
I gotta drink mad water just to calm me down thirst
'fore I get back to sleep, and get some rest
I got the shotty real close, right under my bed
I know that work, cause I been practicin
Then I can't get back to sleep, I'm too stressed
With my gauge at the range, nigga I'm nice wit it
Nigga Motherfuck them dreams, I'm real life wit it
You'll be coughin up yo' spleen, guts an' all kinda shit
You invade my space, I'm beatin the case
Nigga come fuckin with me, yeah that's my kind of shit
Please, or all of my guns'll be a waste
[Havoc]
(We up!) Yeah, I feel you my nigga
(We up!) No doubt
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up!) That's why I'm glad we up man
(We up!) We got niggaz to do that shit for us y'know?
(We up!) Word up man
(We up!) That's right my nigga we up
(We up!) (Everybody wake up!)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah!
Yeah
C'mon
[Havoc]
With somethin in the stash to push a elephant bean back
Hav' come through, slump low with the seat back
Shit, my shit is touchin, hungry hurry up need that
Tryin to live right, only a juk for the relapse (yeah)
Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't
Nigga Havoc he a problem 'specially when he zoned
Let a nigga get foul like the wool he smoked, so
Go back to it like an old bitch I boned
Smell me people, these clowns ain't equal to I
Bitches feel me cause they love my vibe
Recognize the difference from a male, and chicken feed
Know what a chick want, know what a chick need
I'm blessed that's why my neck is glistening
We hold our own and earn our keep
And never ever get more than the one eye sleep
You in a slump cause you not listening
(We up!) Word man
[Prodigy]
(We up!) I be havin nightmares son
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up!)
(We up!) I don't even wanna go to sleep no more
(We up!) I be havin the illest dreams son
(We up!) Yo (Everybody wake up!)
(We up!) Tell you about this shit son
I'm havin dreams of squeezin a gun that don't work
And some nigga with a tec come and wet my shirt
I catch bullets in my stomach, and them s***s burn
I wake up sweatin, holdin my stomach cause it hurt
Yo the shit seem too real, I'm dyin of thirst
I gotta drink mad water just to calm me down thirst
'fore I get back to sleep, and get some rest
I got the shotty real close, right under my bed
I know that work, cause I been practicin
Then I can't get back to sleep, I'm too stressed
With my gauge at the range, nigga I'm nice wit it
Nigga Motherfuck them dreams, I'm real life wit it
You'll be coughin up yo' spleen, guts an' all kinda shit
You invade my space, I'm beatin the case
Nigga come fuckin with me, yeah that's my kind of shit
Please, or all of my guns'll be a waste
[Havoc]
(We up!) Yeah, I feel you my nigga
(We up!) No doubt
(And I love it, and I love it)
(We up!) That's why I'm glad we up man
(We up!) We got niggaz to do that shit for us y'know?
(We up!) Word up man
(We up!) That's right my nigga we up
(We up!) (Everybody wake up!)
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