Mobb Deep — Legendary

[Verse 1: Havoc] I feel the blessin' even when it's all disguised up Even when the stress try to pile up Paper in my hand give me wild rush Reminiscin' on wild us and rollin' the miles up So if I wager, I'm never putting the pound up Let 'em hate, bitch, I built it from ground up I hold the fort down, nigga, now what? You could see it in the lives that my sound touched I make money, take money, my aim hungry Spit a verse, it ain't nothing short of a green loogie Bucket list complete, I did a song with Bun B And Juicy J, who the fuck fuckin' wit' me? I think nada Lame rappers you Lady Gaga The part you dear depart these niggas like I'm shootin' commas State your business or forever hold your peace Go 'head with that bullshit, motherfucker, I'm sweet [Verse 2: Bun B] Got damn, who would've thought it would've been me? Street legend that came up with a pen, G 16 bars to get me out the ghetto And I always kept it real with the people, I never settle There's a lot of folks dependin' on me to lead 'em the right way Instead of listenin' to what the radio might play Some real game for somebody that did it Who could break it all the way down so everyone could get it And I gotta admit it, the road was bumpy Hand-to-hand combat, sometimes I live lumpy You can't win every fight, but you gotta fight though Just make sure when you on the side of right, bro You don't go in thinkin' you makin' history But lookin' back in retrospect it ain't no mystery Nobody ain't ever did what we did then And ain't nobody to do it again, nigga, we legendary [Chorus] Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas Legendary niggas, nothin' you can tell us Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it [Verse 3: Prodigy] Whole life we grindin' for the dough And leave behind a legacy, the legend of the two It's not an urban myth, no, we are the truth If anybody gon' do it know we gon' do Whole life we grind so hard to stay official And make them niggas hate in back with brand new waitin' tissue They sick to they stomachs, fuck 'em, I ain't never loved 'em Peace to my niece, they ain't never pulled no dumb shit Peace to the youth The young soldiers in the street who gettin' to the money, they remindin' me of me When you get that, better keep that, better not let that drop 'Cause someone gon' be right there and they'll take yo spot We got our lane mastered, yeah, we got it locked My haters wanna blast, man, you better stop 'Fore shit get good, you could see his guts And it's too late for surgery, they can't patch 'em up [Verse 4: Juicy J] You see these gold chains of slavers, never had that to make payments Yeah, I came from the basement, but now I vacate in Vegas I come sell out in your state, nigga, just to make a statement Nah, nigga, stay high, the bitch I'm with is high maintance Homie, play me if you wanna, I got all my goons on We gon' catch a body, but you gon' catch a tombstone You don't got no hustle, you get cut off like coupons Been about crutons, bro, that's why the roof gone We still comin' up, that's what my dollar say Ain't about no guap then stop, homie, we can't conversate Mobb Deep and Juicy J been ballin' harder than Doctor J Broke niggas what we can't tolerate Got that movie money Model chick came out the 'cuzzi money Beat a nigga ass, now he wanna sue me money Still in this bitch, wakin' up at 5:46 in the mornin' Money callin', never stallin' [Chorus] Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas Legendary niggas, nothin' you can tell us Legendary niggas, we some legendary niggas Legendary niggas, all we do is kill it [Outro: Prodigy] Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you know? Where the hell did you come from and where the fuck are you goin'? Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you know? Where the hell you come from and where the fuck is you goin'?