Pearly Gates Lyrics - Blood Money - Mobb Deep

Yeah! 

(50 Cent) 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

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(1: 50 Cent) 

Noow if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes 

You wouldn't go against me cause you know you would lose 

It's been along time comin I done paid my dues 

Now everytime I turn around it's like I'm back in the news 

I know alot of niggaz want me wearin cement shoes 

And Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to 

Around the same time KRS was writin Black Cop 

I was busy tryin to pump cracks in the black blocks 

Poppin shit to my homeys about how my gat pop 

Got rid of that chrome thing and got back a black glock 

P ninety hold ten but I had six shots 

I used to walk around with it and risk gettin knocked 

I bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man Sam 

Wanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin my hand 

Some shot it out with me, and some of them ran 

And some of them dashed were good and some of them jammed 

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(50 Cent) 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

(2: Havoc) 

Now if you take a good look and look into my face 

And if they wouldn't even dare to violate my space 

Som I did so much dirt I'm tryin to clean my slate 

And ate so many niggaz food and now they want mines ate 

The dogs bark when I walk and since the souls I took 

Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good book 

Saw shots fly by me no I shouldn't been trippin 

The Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine intervention 

Wouldn't thought then from that, I learned my lesson 

And clean my act up and go straight to perfection 

Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it with seven 

And left me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven 

Start everything from everything from heads to the worries 

And had half the hood damn near watned to mirk us 

Found myself askin God what the fuck is my purpose 

You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in 

(50 Cent) 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

(3: Prodigy) 

Now homey if I go to hell and you make it to the pearly gates 

Tell the boss man we got beef 

And tell his only son I'm a see him when I see him 

And when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movie 

For leavin us out to dry on stariught poverty 

For not showin me no signs they watchin over me 

Yo! We a new breed in two thousand six 

We don't give a fuck about that religious bullshit 

Nigga show me where the cash at 

The nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shits 

Man my life is painful, pray to angels 

I'm prayin to myself hopin I ain't got to spank you 

My bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin, ain't nobody 'gon save you 

In the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shit 

We dealin within, these survival times 

(50 Cent) 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood 

Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heaven 

Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in 

Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good 

Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood