Can't Fuck Wit (Feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

[Chorus x2: Havoc] Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit the niggaz I fuck wit (uh uh) Really don't wanna fuck wit niggaz I fuck wit (uh uh) Y'all niggaz minor league in my eyes for real Y'all niggaz wanna pop shit

Streets Raised Me (feat. Big Noyd, Chinky) Mobb Deep

(Street Life) Big Noyd This is something you feel nigga, like the theme song from Hill Street Blues This is real, this is ill street news How he gone, and left his moms mind struck Now his brother

Noyd Interlude Mobb Deep

One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn The way things is looking I'ma see central bookings Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time After reconcurrence for assault 2-9 I gotta maintain 'cause stress on the brain Can

Just Step Prelude (feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn The way things is looking I’m ’ma see central bookings Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time After reconcurrence for assault 2 9 I gotta maintain ’cause stress on the brain Can

Infamous Mobb Big Noyd

[Featuring Prodigy Of Mobb Deep] Intro: We gonna dim the lights. Hook: The Infamous Mobb Big Noyd on his job Yo son you know what the deal is yeah, spark the lye. Do my thing kid.

Streets Raised Me (Feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get crushed

Streets Raised Me (Feat. NOYD) Mobb Deep

Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings just get

Give Up the Goods (Just Step) (feat. Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep f/ Big Noyd Album: The Infamous Song: Give Up the Goods (Just Step) Hey yo Queen's get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast the fool retaliated

Right Back At You (feat. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

*Verse 1 : Prodigy Yea, yea, check it out Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense I don't give a fuk about

Stomp Em Out Mobb Deep

the script, huh on any punk ass nigga or bitch The little brown skin buddha sucker, little motherfucker I dwell, in Juvenile Hell (yea yea) I got the shit that make you wanna catch a body quick Fuck

Party Over (feat. Matt Life, Big Noyd) Mobb Deep

Artist: Mobb Deep f/ Big Noyd Album: The Infamous Song: Party Over Intro/Chorus: Whatever? Partys over tell the rest of the crew Yo P, its on you, what you wanna do?

All Pro Big Noyd

Noyd] Now who dare swear they can step up on these premises protected by a bunch of menaces Rapper Noyd, the soloist 4-pound controloist comin' out the infamous controllin' the shit pistol packin

Where Ya From (Feat. Eightball) Mobb Deep

Trained to tread through land to get muddy Ayo, blood rap Survival of the fifth style cat I puts it down blow a round at your baseball cap Pee, Niggas saying damn why I be like that Listen close you can

Man Down Mobb Deep

Intro: Prodigy and Big Noyd That's my word, GOD! Kick that thug shit, GOD! Kick that motherfuckin thug shit man! Word up, man! (What's up, son? What's up?) Word up, get go (No doubt, nigga!)

Where Ya From (Feat. Eight Ball) Mobb Deep

Trained to tread through land to get muddy Ayo, blood rap Survival of the fifth style cat I puts it down blow a round at your baseball cap Pee, Niggas saying damn why I be like that Listen close you can

Give It Up Fast Mobb Deep

Verse 1: Nas Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck So what's the deal poppy?

Usual Suspects Big Noyd

Artist: Big Noyd Album: Episodes of a Hustla Title: Usual Suspect feat.

Modd Muzik Mobb Deep

Can\'t blame niggaz doe (we here son) Y\'know?

The Professional (Explicit Version) (Feat. Mobb Deep, Noyd) DJ Clue

Nah man I'm puttin this shit up Fuck dat man Ya'll niggas want me to be a crook again I know how to do that man don't even play wid me like that Yo We spit rap and fire brown paper bag gat rap go whack

Recognize And Realize Big Noyd

[Featuring Prodigy Of Mobb Deep] Intro: Extrordinary. Extrordinary. Yo (alright).

I'm Going Out (Feat. Lil' Cease) Mobb Deep

Going out nigga Big guns and sharp knifes Like fights with the brass knuckles Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out) Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it

Get Me Mobb Deep

(Get me) Uh-huh (They pretty) Uh-huh (Wit me) Uh-huh (It's crispy) Yeah! Whoo!

Party Over Mobb Deep

Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do? Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do? Whatever?

Back At You Mobb Deep

Ashes to ashes dust to dust stainless steel gats never rust big till bust you could touch just enough blessed wit the real side of life you couldn't fight me wit your strongest mic layed down niggas eyes

Where Ya From Mobb Deep

Trained to tread through land to get muddy Ayo, blood rap Survival of the fifth style cat I puts it down blow a round at your baseball cap Pee, Niggas saying damn why I be like that Listen close you can

Streets Raised Me Mobb Deep

Havoc Its kinda bugged how I go sometimes Know they staring, Brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing Stuck, Contemplating on who I can trust But like lleullo in a bill my feelings

Right Back At You Mobb Deep

(Prodigy) Yea, yea, check it out Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever We can die together As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense I don't give a fuk about my prescence

Quiet Storm (Remix) (Feat. Lil' Kim) Mobb Deep

Just been through it all man Blood sweat and tears Niggaz is dead and shit What the fuck else can happen yo I dont think much more son word to mother yo We done seen it all and been through it

Thrill Me Mobb Deep

situation like this Dock shit From bank-born to gat clip All these fake cats aimin' at hip and bullshit What they dealin' with Layin' me down leavin' me crip Helpless only to come back to melt shit Fuck

Holding Down (Feat. Mobb Deep / Perry) 지누션

force ones damn my niggas got so much g′s that′s how we fuck damn ya′ll niggas cd is so weak I frisbee that shit out the caddy truck nigga we put out mobb hits it′s the head nigga in charge

Give Up the Goods (Just Step) Mobb Deep

Queen's get the Money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast the fool retaliated so I had to think fast pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck

Get It Poppin' Big Noyd

Shit my big guns makin' you cowards run I hit the bitch all in the lungs, son, wack 'em When I flashed on 'em, I had his man turn an ass on 'em 'Cuz the dezzy was pointed on his headdy This niggaz ain't

Hoodlum Mobb Deep

You a must son, we full bread You ain't my dogg, tring to infiltrate my clik is you I get wit you, handle that on a later note.

I'm Going Out Mobb Deep

Going out nigga Big guns and sharp knives Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out) Like fights with the brass knuckles Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck

Hurt Niggas Mobb Deep

Verse 1: ( Prodigy ) I'll noose ya'll, and push ya'll off the edge I'm like Ray Benzino 'cause how I hang men I got a big caliber gun inside of my Timb so I can explode on any mothafucka that grin

The Professional DJ Clue

[Featuring Mobb Deep] [DJ Clue] *echoing* New shit Mobb Deep featuring Noyd (like this dunn) The Professional used from my nigga Vic Haha [Prodigy] Yo you catch chills P stimulates your eardrum

Animal Instinct (feat. Twin Gambino, Ty Nitty) Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep feat. Ty Knitty, Gambino Intro : Havoc No doubt! Yo, yo, y’know how we did on The Infamous album, right?

Keep It Thoro (Prodigy) Mobb Deep

around dunny, this move's real I Keep It Thoro nigga Yo let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo Why niggas bullshit on the grill I don't fuck around dunny, this move's real I gave birth to

Hey Luv (Anything) (Feat. 112) Mobb Deep

suppose to do i got much more to give than homie do, and you so fine i just wanna roll wit chu you a queen bitch, need to come close to you need a nigga like P to just flow wit chu, and i gotta

Recognize And Realize II Big Noyd

featuring Prodigy of Mobb Deep Havoc: Yo its the real, son you know how it go Ass out like a child get blown you on the streets though Regulatin s.o's, eternal banger leave your jug vain hangin

The Infamous Prelude Mobb Deep

Hold the fuck up. We gon take this little intermission, listen to what the fuck I got to say ya know? I been doin this shit for years holdin heat, sellin, using, abusing all types of drugs.

Tha Mobb Lil Wayne

Yeah, hard body (hard body) Carter, carter Carter yeah Lets go Cash Money Young Money mother fuck the other side They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide Word to my momma I'm gonna

Murda Muzik Mobb Deep

Truth always reveal itself though that's what we here for But umm.. we gon' take this little intermission to say what the fuck we got to say, y'know?

More Trife Life Mobb Deep

Whats up wit that cat You know who your baby pops Slung rocks up top then heard he got knocked He home Fuck dat nigga I'm on my own Matter fact got my own crib Plus Im all alone Word?

I Won't Fall Mobb Deep

getting clapped, it be more like applause Since they tellin' like broads, might as well be the Mobb The H da A da V da O da C i'm the man The myth pushing shit to the white league [chorus] 2x

It's Mine (feat. Nas) Mobb Deep

when niggaz slippin off point, on the strength they bet Scopin your ice, appraisin it like the Diamond District Jeweler with they hand on the biscuit Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can

Get Away Mobb Deep

I feel I got to get away For these streets like a fein for crack but pullin me back Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cuz no matter drama or gossip my heart is your hood my dogs niggas i rock wit

Family (Feat. Mobb Deep) Nas

Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can get that close to me Keep it type strong Blowin green that's keepin us goin Allah Havoc gettin right, on them 747 Dunn you fam to me, and only family that can

Put 'Em In Their Place Mobb Deep

' skin and scars from brawls Gotta buildin' for a crib, Manhattan for a backyard Skyscraper ladies, they fuck me when they man gone Kings of New York, I'm one of the few of those Difficulties to come

In the Long Run Mobb Deep

up, no doubt I bail mines Easy access Shorty straight up hit the mattress Have you role playin just like a actress My tactics leavin niggas stuck doin back flips I black out Take it to the gats Fuck