Mobb Deep - Smoke It

Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that
Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed
Keep thinkin' its a game get your man tooks
I'm never under pressure, never seen hands shook

Blood money album drop, hell broke loose
All the drama ain't no tellin' who I'm gonna shoot
Check my motherfuckin' resume
Catch Hav where the motherfuckin' cheddar be

Slide through with your own risk
Chain gat on the train with your low bitch
Tears drop cause death is a tear jerker
Whether shot or strapped up to a steel gurder

It's foul how they took out Tookie
All this foul shit I did they should have took me, smokie
Smoke it, mmm, that's a slow toke
Liquor for the homies, gonna small toast

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I smoke that nigga like a purple stick
Smoke a bitch pussy till she walk with a limp
Elemental P, heavy metal things when my 2007 guns is
Plastic for you crackheads, the new crack is Mobb Deep

Put the pipe down, pick up the CD, in a hood near you
We got all the things, they sell they couch and they TVs
Just so they can get a few tokes of the dope
New shit from Hav and shit P wrote, yo they passin' new laws
So they can ban us, cause our shit is so strong niggaz jaws be stuck

Twisted, twisted and they throwin' up, they nauseous
Because it the Porshes we clutch, its a love hate thing
We got wut these fiends dunn, they hate when we gone
And love when we re-up

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, sqeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no

Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that
Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed
Keep thinkin' its a game get your man tooks
I'm never under pressure, never seen hands shook

Blood money album drop, hell broke loose
All the drama ain't no tellin' who I'm gonna shoot
Check my motherfuckin' resume
Catch Hav where the motherfuckin' cheddar be

Slide through with your own risk
Chain gat on the train with your low bitch
Tears drop cause death is a tear jerker
Whether shot or strapped up to a steel gurder

It's foul how they took out Tookie
All this foul shit I did they should have took me, smokie
Smoke it, mmm, that's a slow toke
Liquor for the homies, gonna small toast

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I smoke that nigga like a purple stick
Smoke a bitch pussy till she walk with a limp
Elemental P, heavy metal things when my 2007 guns is
Plastic for you crackheads, the new crack is Mobb Deep

Put the pipe down, pick up the CD, in a hood near you
We got all the things, they sell they couch and they TVs
Just so they can get a few tokes of the dope
New shit from Hav and shit P wrote, yo they passin' new laws
So they can ban us, cause our shit is so strong niggaz jaws be stuck

Twisted, twisted and they throwin' up, they nauseous
Because it the Porshes we clutch, its a love hate thing
We got wut these fiends dunn, they hate when we gone
And love when we re-up

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
The moment, sqeeze the trigga of that fo fo
You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no

Mobb Deep - Smoke it - Blood Money

Mobb deep album from 2006 but its still better than half the shit that gets released in 2012/2013. This still goes hard and i bump it now in 2013 its fuckin fire!

mobb deep - smoke it

i made this cause ima big mobb deep fan and i was bored.

Mobb Deep - Smoke It

Mobb Deep - Blood Money - G Unit/Interscope (2006) 1. Smoke It 2. Put 'Em In Their Place 3. Stole Something (Feat. Lloyd Banks) 4. Creep (Feat. 50 Cent) 5.

Mobb Deep - Smoke It *instrumental*

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