Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep - Tragedy - What'S Poppin' lyrics

* also appears on Mobb Deep's "Free Agents - The Murda Mixtape (Bonus Disc)"

[Tragedy Khadafi Talking]

Yeah...Get it poppin'...No doubt

Thug shit... for your ear

Yeah...Two-Five

[Tragedy Khadafi]

It go one for my real niggas, two for the bass

Three for that weight regulated out of state

Four for the guns blowin' getting shit straight

For them bitch ass niggas that hate

And I can tell right now that you really not knowing

When the guns start blowing and your blood stop flowing

You can take it to the heart bitch nigga play your part

All you saw was the spark now you laying in the dark

From the hood that I rep every nigga in my set

Generals to Cadets two-five 'til the death

Inadvertently I know niggas wanna murder me

But can't even analyze G, The Mahdi

Flow so precise, thug paradise, five karot ice

Black Christ living the life

Niggas see the light when they start losing pints

You can die by the gun or the knife

[Havoc - Hook]

hey yo

Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'

Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)

Ain't shit tryin' to get these chips

And the first nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit

And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's poppin'

Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)

Okay with it, talk cause I live it

You appreciate the God like an up north visit

[Havoc]

Thun I analyze these niggas, cause they simple like bitches

And to damn feminine to fuck with this veteran

Stop the rhetoric, you know the led will get hot

You know this metal shit ain't nothing to fuck with

Know I work that steel with a workman's will

Staring so hard don't make me hurt that grill

Apologize nigga dog you ain't that real

Your man got bagged did time you squeeled

Glass slipper wearin' ass niggas get killed

You ain't a grown man 'til you pay some bills

Keep it gully been pimpin' before I had 4 wheels

The pipe game cool, but my talk game ill

Wanna fuck with a nigga cause I know my shit

You owe that bank, I own my shit

Out the gate don't ask, can't floss my whip

It ain't who you know, bitch it's who you with

[Havoc Hook]

Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'

Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)

Ain't shit tryin' to get these chips

And the first nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit

And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's poppin'

Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)

Okay with it, talk cause I live it

You appreciate the God like an up north visit

[Tragedy Khadafi]

Yo I settle with, heavy metal shit for my thugs in Connecticut

Murderville nigga how you feel?

Flow so sick, them niggas can blow dick

Better analyze what lies before you trick

In the mix of some Queens niggas tryin to get rich

Any nigga in my way can feel the gun spit

Get your Du-Rag split with long four-fifth

Hand glide thru your hood in the six

Road call for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit)

Road call for my niggas who you wit? (Thug Shit)

Let it bang make it pop 'til your heartbeat stop

Know the game don't stop 'til the casket drops

The God run out of shots then they tape the block

Rep to the death for my carnivores on lock

And my dogs in the box meet you back on the block

You know how the team rocks, 'til we reach the top

[Havoc Hook]

Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'

Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin', (What's Good?)

Ain't shit tryin' to get these chips

And the first nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit

And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's poppin'

Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)

Okay with it, talk cause I live it

You appreciate the God like an up north visit

Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'

Yo you know a nigga plottin' I rep the dirty rottin'

Ain't shit tryin' to get these chips

And the first nigga tryin to stop me gettin hit

And you know a nigga poppin that shit when it's poppin'

Had a whole world watching and the whole game boxed in (I'm Good)

Okay with it, talk cause I live it

You appreciate the God like an up north visit

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