 | Mobb Deep -- Quiet Storm Music video |
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 | Mobb Deep Quiet Storm Instrumental Mobb Deep Lil Kim-Quiet Storm Instrumental Lyrics: In broad daylight get right.. Just been through it all man Blood sweat and tears Niggaz is dead and shit {*music fades in*} What the fuck else can happen yo? I don't think much more son, word to mother yo We done seen it all, and been through it all yo Let y'all niggaz know right now Word to mother, for real, for real That shit is the truth I'm not lyin.. [Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines I'm the "Quiet Storm" nigga who fight rhyme P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with them Nigga I pop more guns than you holdin them Make my route while the sun's out and scold your men Unload ten, in broad daylight, get right Fuck your life - hop on my ninety-eight dirt bike You try to stop mines from growin, I'll make your blood stop flowin Take affirmative action, to any ass if he askin (yeah aight) Now here come the mack 10 You'se a dick blower, tryin to speak the Dunn language What the drilly with that though? It ain't bangin You hooked on Mobb-phonics Infamous-bonics Lyin to the Pop Dog like you got it You ain't no wildin out for the night fist thrower Rusty shank holder, we live this shit Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough It's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough [Prodigy] Yo the P rock forty inch cables, drinkin white label My chain hang down to my dick, my piece bang glass tables Diamonds and guns before the fame Duke A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the same too? Goin through the emotions, of gun holdin Long shotguns down my pants leg limpin Killer bee who still livin, even my pops too He taught me how to shoot when I was seven (yup) I used to bust shots crazy I couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare me [POW!] I love my pops for that, I love my nigga D-Black I'll take the life of anybody tryin to change what's left And through all of that a nigga ain't scared of death All y'all brand new niggaz just scared to death I spent too many night sniffin coke, gettin right wastin my life, now I'm tryin to make things right Grand open some gates, invest, in Iraq business Do things for the kids (the little Dunns) Build a jungle gym behind the crib, so they can enjoy youth CBR's and VCR's ATV's and big screen TV's, nigga please Don't make me have to risk my freedom We worked our whole life for this, you get your shit beat in For real.. (yo) Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (hip-hop *echoes*) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough [Prodigy] It go one, two, three to the fourth That nigga P-Double got that shit for y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin up pots of brew in hell's kitchen, I chef the impossible To serve hot plates all across the unified states Sit down and sup with top rap reps We the streets that's watchin boy move diligent You better walk like a nigga on the tight rope do Infamous first infantry, first division fourth mission First assignment -- give em that shit they been missin My new edition's way bitchin Those that listen, get addicted to my diction Fuck rhymes I write prescriptions, for your diseased generic rap's just not potent like P's One-thousand one-hundred CC's on the throttle I peel off chest naked on Katanas Spaghetti head Mobb niggaz is full bred Fully blown melanin tone, I rock skeleton bone shirts and verses, but thirst for worse beats So I can put, more product out on the street Get respect and love, all across the board We've been adored, for keepin it raw, nuttin less or more I score everytime for sure while the rest of y'all niggaz just nil (To the real..) Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (hip-hop *echoes*) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough It's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough (the real... hip-hop *echoes*) http://www.lyricsmania.com |
 | Mobb Deep - Quiet Storm {Remix} {Feat. Lil' Kim} {Uncensored it`s the real... hip hop |
 | Mobb Deep - Quiet Storm (Original Song) FUCK YOU UNIVERSAL MUSIC GROUP FUCK YOUR MUSIC AND MAINSTREAM BULLSHIT NYC QueensBridge Finest http://www.indica.tk Mobb Deep is a hip hop duo that consists of emcees Havoc and Prodigy. The group is perhaps most famous for its landmark 1995 album The Infamous and for the single "Shook Ones Pt. II." The group is currently signed to G-Unit Records. Although the group hasn't seen a large amount of commercial success, the majority of its albums have been met with critical acclaim, in particular for The Infamous, which is considered an East Coast classic, in the same league as Nas's Illmatic and The Notorious B.I.G.'s Ready to Die |
 | Mobb Deep feat Lil Kim-Quiet Storm remix [Havoc] In broad daylight get right.. Just been through it all man Blood sweat and tears Niggaz is dead and shit [music fades in] What the fuck else can happen yo? I dont think much more son, word to mother yo We done seen it all, and been through it all yo Let y'all niggaz know right now Word to mother, for real, for real [Lil' Kim] Queen Bee baby [Havoc] That shit is the truth [Lil' Kim] Lil' Kim, B.I.G. [Havoc] I'm not lyin.. Yo.. [echoes] Blowin niggaz wit rusty ass German things Keepin it thorough is our motherfuckin claim to fame Throw on your wetsuit, when it rains, it pours and all Hit em with the four Don't even know him from a hole in the wall Get at me, niggaz wanna clap me, snitches wanna rat me? Put it right where they back be Keep my Dunns close to me, enemies even closer Sendin kites with the Motorolas, yo Give 'em the cold shoulder with a hollow-tip to match Bad apple outta the batch, obsessed with gats Since a little dude, eatin niggaz food, buck-fifty's Niggaz can kill me but they comin wit me How about that, send the Queen Bee to attack Only a fly bitch like that can leave em and laugh Rock em to sleep, make em think the drama is dead Yo I smile up in your face though I'm plottin instead [Lil' Kim] Uhh, uhh [Chorus: Lil' Kim (repeat 2X)] Yo it's the real shit, shit to make you feel shit Thump em in the club shit Have you wildin out when you bump this (hip-hop [echoes]) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough [Lil' Kim] "Hot damn hoe, here we go again" (Lyte as a Rock) bitch, hard as a cock bitch This shit knock for blocks through hardtops in the parkin lots, where my nigga Rock like to spark-a-lot My Brook-lyn style speak for itself Like a wrestler, another notch under my belt The embezzler, chrome treasurer The U-N-O competitor, I'm ten steps ahead of ya I'm a leader, y'all on some followin shit Comin in this game on some modelin shit Bitches suck cock just to get to the top I put a hundred percent, in every line I drop It's the Q to the B, with the M-O, B-B Queensbridge Brooklyn and we're D-double-E-P What? Y'all wish I lived the life I live Aiyyo Prodigy, tell em what this is Dunn Uhh, uhh [Chorus] [Prodigy] Yo, I could never get enough of it, yo that's my shit I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo rock that shit, that real life shit Makes bitches wanna thug it, makes the projects love it We come through like, "Fuck it" Y'all want problems, persue it, let's do it Infamous Mobb bosses, check out the portrait at the round table, my Dunn speakin with his Twin ghost It's gangsta how we rock, while you watch Attracted to our style, this is how we get down wit big jewelry and big guns We get busy, it get grizzly, beat niggaz bloody Twist niggaz frontin, get to runnin 'fore the mens get to dumpin, the fans get to thumpin M-O-B-B, got the whole spot jumpin When my niggaz step in the place Damn, you gotta luv it [Chorus] [Lil' Kim] It's the real Hah, it's the real baby, hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop.. |
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 | Tupac vs Biggie freestyle battle /Quiet Storm Mobb Deep beat Tupac vs Biggie freestyle battle /Quiet Storm Mobb Deep beat I took Mobb Deep's quiet storm beat and I put two 2pac acapella verses over the beat, I also put a Biggie verse over the beat. It took a while to find the right acapella's but I think you will enjoy this. Tupac 2pac Makaveli Shakur vs Biggie Smalls Notorious B.I.G. Big Poppa freestyle rap battle acapella instrumental |
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