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Wanna Be Thugs Lyrics - Singles - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

[Havoc] 

Uh-huh, yeah, here comes another one 

And niggaz gon' now what I'm talkin about 

(Most def.. most definitely) 

 

[Prodigy] 

Aiyyo Hav' man (yeah) kick that shit my nigga 

 

[Havoc] 

Check me out yo, uh-huh, yeah.. 

 

[Chorus 2X: Havoc] 

Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank 

Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank 

Wanna be thugs, up North get raped 

Wanna be thugs, flashin jewels get ganked 

 

[Havoc] 

Yo I seen all types be the victim of a kite 

Be like, them silly fishes be the first one to bite yo 

They see the cheese but they don't see the trap 

Not a real live cat, but a real live rat 

You got, broken guns, the first to run 

First to leave, first to abandon your team 

Yo you wonder who I'm talkin about? 

I'm standin right next to you ass, the one that you got in doubt 

First to shout, to get you into some bullshit 

Now you're all drownin, cause loose lips sink ships 

Do you like Hav'? He be like, hell no 

It works, cause you know, that the fuckin truth hurts 

I just, let niggaz bring 'em down in the day they cool 

After six they throw on the nightgown 

Loud sounds, expected after sundown 

Man down, half crowns get shotdown and right now 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Prodigy] 

Yo.. aiyyo we leave niggaz with dry blood on they face 

Put slugs where your bones at, break you off a taste 

Shots of tequila, plenty Henny, we drinkin heavy 

Smokin dust, Dunn I brought mez(?) tabs with me 

And to my mamis on ecstasy 

C'mon, we can bungee in the V.I.P. 

We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth 

Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about 

It's us, the best of Queens, handguns to minks 

Top fashion, we flash and bang 

Niggaz think they Flash Gordon, we snatch the link 

Cause we mafioso and you the average dick 

Kid, we send messages through bottles 

Crash your face with the Mo, have glass all in your nostrils 

And run through y'all niggaz like the shits 

Kick niggaz with the boots, dukes we get biz, youse a 

 

[Chorus] 

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