Mobb Deep, Big Noyd - Give Up the Goods (Just Step)(2020)

[00:00.26] Word up? You know what I'm saying
[00:01.75] So I been telling this niggas mayne
[00:03.13] Shit ain't a game mayne
[00:04.95] Let the niggas know mayne
[00:06.61] You know what I'm saying
[00:07.38] Shit definitely real
[00:08.95] Yeah
[00:10.69] Aiyo, Queens get the money, long time no cash
[00:13.54] I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
[00:16.08] The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
[00:18.42] Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last
[00:21.16] Now, who the fuck you think is living to this day?
[00:23.66] I'm tryna tell these young niggas crime don't pay
[00:26.07] They looked at me and said, "Queens niggas don't play
[00:28.62] Do your thing, I'll do mine, kid, stay outta my way"
[00:31.06] It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
[00:33.44] But can't stop 'til I'm eating off a platinum plate
[00:36.12] Po-po comes around and tries to relocate me
[00:38.94] Lock me up forever, but they can't deflate me
[00:41.11] 'Cause having cash is highly addictive
[00:43.80] Especially when you're used to have no money to live with
[00:46.42] I pause, step back, look at my life as a whole
[00:48.72] Ain't no love, it seems the devil done stole my soul
[00:51.34] I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helping ya
[00:54.10] I'm tryna get this Lexus up, plus a cellular
[00:56.59] Yo, Big Noyd! (What up, cousin?) I can't cope
[00:58.97] With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope
[01:01.35] Yo, it's the R-A-double-P-E-R N-O-Y-D
[01:04.91] Niggas can't fuck with me!
[01:06.34] Coming straight outta QB, pushing the Infiniti
[01:09.14] You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally?
[01:11.96] Definitely, to the death of me, come and test me
[01:14.29] Trust me, nigga can't touch me if he snuffed me
[01:16.69] So bust me, you're gonna have to, 'cause I'ma blast you
[01:19.21] My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
[01:21.99] I'm born with it, I'm getting on with it
[01:24.07] And I'ma have it 'til I'm fucking dead and gone with it
[01:26.55] 'Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore, a lyrical destructor
[01:30.09] Don't make me buck ya, 'cause I'm a wild motherfucker
[01:32.59] You know I flow, you know my steelo
[01:34.54] Even pack my gat when I go to see my P.O
[01:36.90] Jump out my hooptie, pass my gat and my lucci
[01:39.56] To my shorty, in case my P.O. try to troop me
[01:41.10] To the Island, and if I start wilding
[01:43.98] Flipping on niggas walking around with the nice gold medallions
[01:46.99] But she didn't violate me, so I escaped, see
[01:49.85] Back to Queens, pumping the fiends, making more cream
[01:52.11] Know what I mean? I'm a natural-born hustler
[01:54.62] Won't try to cut ya, pull out my .44 and bust ya
[01:56.10] Yo, ain't no time for faking jacks
[01:58.61] 'Cause brothers that fake jacks get laid on their backs
[02:00.92] The streets is real, can't roll without steel
[02:03.50] I feel how I feel 'cause I was born to kill
[02:05.93] Do what I gotta to eat a decent meal, brothers is starving
[02:08.65] Don't try to find a job, son, it's all about robbing
[02:10.90] So don't be alarmed when we come through
[02:13.13] We supposed to, if you opposed to, get your face blown, dude
[02:16.52] Off the map, 'cause I react, attack
[02:18.46] A brother wasn't blessed with wealth, so I act like that
[02:20.92] Drug dealing, only mess with shorties that's appealing
[02:23.76] I'm fronting on the world once I start 4-wheeling
[02:26.21] 'Cause back on the 41st Side, we do it right
[02:28.89] Sipping E&J, getting bent all night
[02:31.45] Yo, who that? I never seen him in my whole life
[02:33.89] Step to his business 'cause it's only right
[02:36.40] Po-po ain't around so I grab my pound
[02:38.76] Money retaliated, so I hit the ground
[02:41.34] My life is on the line, gotta hold my projects down
[02:43.84] Can't see myself getting bodied by a clown
[02:46.44] Ass nigga that ain't even from my town
[02:48.95] Hit him up in the chest, now he's laying man down
[02:51.48] Jetted up from under the benches, I started hearing sirens
[02:54.04] I stopped firing, to cut ass like a diamond
[02:56.72] Jetted to the crib piece, what a relief
[02:59.28] Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep
[03:01.82] Out the window, call my son, "Yo, son, we got beef"
[03:04.03] But no question, money had a problem, so I solved him
[03:07.64] I got my mind on a stick-up, now it's time to get paid
[03:10.66] Thinking of ways to take loot already made
[03:13.18] There's crime in the air, ain't no time to be afraid
[03:15.70] Give me yours or get laid
[03:18.18] Give up the goods or get sprayed
[03:22.92] I got lots of love, for my crew that is
[03:25.72] No love for them other crews and rival kids
[03:28.18] All them out-of-town niggas know what time it is
[03:30.59] And if they don't, they need to buy a watch, word up
[03:33.21] Caught up in the crossfire, get theyself hurt up
[03:35.61] While I be sipping gin straight in a plastic cup
[03:38.27] On a park bench on 12th Street, my whole crew's famous
[03:40.94] You tried to bust your gat and keep it real, but you nameless
[03:43.46] First of all, slow down, you on the wrong route
[03:46.02] Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all about
[03:48.45] The street life ain't nothing to play with, no jokes, no games, kid
[03:51.75] For years, I been doing the same shit
[03:53.79] Just, drinking liquor, doing bids
[03:55.48] Extorting crack heads, and sticking up the stick-up kids
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