Mobb Deep — Get Dealt With

[Intro: Prodigy & Havoc] Yeah, yeah, yeah To all my motherfuckin' niggas, you know what I'm sayin'? (That's right, kid, that's right, yo, that's right, baby) Word up (That's the only way it gotta be) And, um, to my niggas too (Who?) You know what I'm sayin'? (Who? What? Who?) Word up, son (Who? What? When? Where? Why? Where? Where it happened at, kid?) (What up? What up?) For them other niggas, though (What's goin' on? What?) You know what I'm sayin' [Verse 1: Prodigy] I got my clique ready, ready for hand-to-hand combo Palms break him down, Rapper Noyd cut his throat Don scoop him up, ah, Gotti stomp him out Each twin grab an arm, pick this nigga up Nitty turn his face to me and let me wake him up I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big It almost took his whole face off We got the team positioned, ready for faceoff We blitz like Dallas in the Super Bowl faceoff We form like niggas in the yard up north With long swords, ready for war, who paid cost To take your life lost, never found again, boss A job well done, relax, throw back fifths Of Bacardi Limon, fifteenths of hash get lit (Light it up, son) Fuckin' with the fabulous Mobb, yeah, you a sick Lunatic, nigga jump up, but got hit With MACs and TECs and silencers spit Shots whiz past your earlobe and shit That's the sound of a nigga almost felt it Got you runnin', dodgin', coverin', shelterin' Bullets rippin' through the fabric of your shirt, it's meltin' in You bleed again, you just another nigga dealt with Intruder alert, our house is nothin' like the Covenant We hold big shit like a bitch hold one in the oven [Verse 2: Havoc] Yo, if it ain't drama, money or bum, broke bitches Simple-minded niggas out for Havoc position That's opposition, wettin' me calm edition Suddenly and outta the blue and now I see Find myself by myself and rollin' mad trees Paranoid on point and now I see who's who Distinguish fake ones outta the immediate crew Life, I take one if you jeopardize mine, duke You're small, minute, got a deck to deal with aces up You overbidded and in the Bridge, you got stuck This ain't a card game, but in perspective, it's the same Put two and two together, Mobb Deep with one name Contain drama like Outbreak You order drama, we outtake, then take you out Keep it real and throw the fake out Raise the stakes up, hit you up from the waist up That's how it is and how it is is kinda fucked up But our beats bangin', got your whole clique singin' On a corner while it's rainin', four pound left ya ears ringin' Delete those and keep my shit discrete Niggas is trash rhymin', totally offbeat And outta sync with they life, E&J been tight Nigga, slow your roll You're speedin', now you bleedin' tonight for no reason Wanna be macks and thugs, get smacked, show no love Crush your team like a bear hug The Infamous'll do dirt that'll smear like mud New York, New Yitty, Queens, I feel no pity, no remorse Takin' it to the source of course Where that ass, thug real, kid, it's only your mask That you wear, take off, cop out, feel the blast Who on top of boom, gat-for-gat And all the wolves got the drop on you And let the nickel-nine pop on you [Verse 3: Prodigy & Havoc] Yo, my crew in the front got it locked My live niggas in the back got the gats blowing outta your back What the deal with them tough looks and eye contact? Starin' all up in your cornea, your cornea lack The look of a true-to-life, crime niggas attack Go at the first nigga that front and overreact You get dealt with, dealt with quick Opposition get melted by hot shit, he felt it You get dealt with, dealt with quick Opposition get melted by hot shit, he felt it Dealt with quick Opposition get melted by hot shit, he felt it


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