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Mobb Deep

Genres: Hip-Hop

Matic Clips (magic Stick Remix) Lyrics - Mobb Deep

Chorus: Havoc 

I got the matic clips 

I know if I can dump once, I can dump twice 

I let the hammers spit 

Hommie don't believe me, then act up tonight, and I'll show you matics (gunshots), automatics (gunshots) 

I got the matic clips 

 

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Verse 1: Havoc 

Nigga, beef I'ma draw, coward get close then I'm lettin' it raw 

Them slugs touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta stall 

Feed em' hollow tips, I ain't playin' whitcha boy 

Front if you want, get shot in the mornin', mornin' 

Hammer cocked, sucker them slugs gonna touch ya 

Never left my clips since son got hit 

When I roll, I'm gonna pack, ain't no compromising bitch 

Up under my coat, from my jeans with a string, 

I'm gettin it in, any club I attend (yea) 

And everything I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep thinkin (ooooohhh)it's a joke 

Todays the day you gonna eat a slug 

Hommie call the doctor right now cause you ain't gettin up 

I copped alotta guns, they just addin up 

My black techs the hand-a death (ooooohhh) 

 

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Verse 2: Prodigy 

That nigga P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so good he bound to die cuz, 

when it comes to techs don't test my skills, bullets'l bend you over, put ya head at ya heels 

Give bitches the chills, have em' payin my bills, she want a thug bangin' her out, you niggas ain't real 

If I ain't got the big 3 pound with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint 

Tonight we scheamin on this niggas home, he turn on the lights we be sittin in the room 

Niggas like me we a dangerous thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, down for anything 

Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away with chumps 

When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for they lives 

 

Chorus 

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