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Rock Dat Lyrics - Singles - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

[Prodigy] 

Yo, what you doin right now?... Fuck Man... 

Niggas don't know what pain is man... 

I got 200 needle pokes in my arm nigga... 

 

Who be the source of this rap shit, us the bosses 

PuertoRock style, 20 shanks talk shit 

I rock bandanas like a gang member 

But I'm an Infamous representative don't get it fucked up 

I need more guns like I need more funds 

Like I need more businesses for my dunns 

Like I need more vehicles to make more runs 

Send a rep to your doorstep hand on that arms 

Sick a dog on your most valuable dun, it's war 

You talk most, we splish splash the most, wet your clothes 

It's fucked up, your uniform got all soaked 

Pop niggas like a fish fry, take me for jokes 

Silence that bitch, I put one in your throat 

Don't provoke my niggas'll jump you might croak 

And this little ass nigga, funny style nigga 

You must got to much alcohol in your system 

We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim 

Don't be a stat, you should stand back when my Infamous clique come 

After I fucks I piss cum 

I spit the illest shit you ever heard of 

What's that outfit you rep, I never heard of 

Smash y'all niggas like insects you bugged 

the fuck out, like dust from Crazy Eddie 

Spaghetti headed mobb niggas rhyme deadly 

Rock Infamous sweatsuits and like my guns heavy 

You ain't ready for a street life nigga baby 

I'm too fowl, too grimey 

Too much Q.B. is inside me please rewind me 

I'm every blocks theme music, e'ry projects anthem 

Every guns handle it's on and clap two 

 

[Chorus] 

Yo... 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug it 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug it 

 

[Prodigy] 

To top it off, I'm a pretty gangsta, fly thug 

All of my dunns concieted; there ain't a chick more dime than me 

I let a hoe know quickly sit bitch 

Let me put you on the hottest shit be 

I be the H.N.I.C of the whole shit 

Never let a hoe get more than I wanna give 

She be lucky if she get a pull of the dope 

Only if she givin head to the whole clique 

Aiyyo, I'm just kiddin, but yo I'm not playin 

My wolves walk around the whole club schemin 

Searching for a cutie that like to drink semen 

Bring her to the mini mansion, told me she wanna be a bunny 

Said she like the way I talk dirty 

I told her she had potential talk to Chinkey 

P the type of vulture to fly a girl wit me 

Outta state send her back to you on some freak shit 

How you stink, make you wanna bust your gun 

Mad 'cause you know a iller nigga fucking your hun 

Handle it, what more can I say 

Put her on a chain, my dunns too beautiful for her to stay away 

 

[Chorus] 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo Rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug 

 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug it 

 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo Rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug 

 

They could never get enough of it 

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline 

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit 

Makes niggas wanna thug it 

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