Letra Shorty Wop de Mobb Deep original
Yeah-h-h-h, one two one two Yeah, okay, now You know who we got up in this bitch M.O., M.O.B.B.B. (Boy) Lil' shorty wop (wop) young thuggin in the street Chorus: Prodigy> Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped (Girl) Lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot) Havoc> Young thuggin in the street, givin up the crotch (crotch) And we don't give a fuck (fuck) like you don't give a fuck (fuck) Death toll addin up, them razors we let 'em rust Them haters we clap 'em up, countin cash, that's us Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust Catch me in that GT Coupe, with the flat screen drooped In the driver's seat souped, cause it's a Bentley When I pass by, have you stuck, S.U.'s, black 'em up Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up That pop off, buck buck Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there Shit can happen have yo' ass, disappear in thin air My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not Shit real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot Ever gonna play me motherfuckers get shot (boy) You bitch you call cop, you snitch and that's off top Chorus - repeat 2X> Prodigy> Yo yo yo yo dunny you comedy with tragedy nigga We dead serious, you niggaz is livin jokes You go 'head, keep smilin, we ain't laughin my nigga We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome Y-y-y-yeah, that's right you heard me nigga, reach for your chrome Meanin you better get to squeezin cause our reason is gone Meanin that shit is out the window, we won't give it a thought And we don't give a loud motherfuck about who you are What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved (BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM) is all you hearin when you go at the Mobb (BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM) is all I'm sayin if you tryin to talk We what you would call, niggaz that talk it walk it and live it You what we would call, niggaz who suck dick for a living Your music is not 'Murder,' you an Infamous mimic Get off our balls, or we'll take chances for prison Chorus - repeat 2X>