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Right Back at You (Freestyle)
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[Havoc]

Fuck where you at kid, fuck where you from

Pistol-whip a nigga dumb slugs {*DAMN*} hittin up lungs (uh-huh)

My nigga just got sent to the sprungs(?), shit is real

He went for razors spittin them shits from under his tongue

And from birth I was a hustler, no talk I'm buckin ya

No matter if a dime bitch, my nigga bitch ain't fuckin her

Loyalty to the click, forever Mobb 'til I die BITCH

(BEOTCH) Open my casket wide

So you can see how fly, nigga from N.Y. do it

Nigga front on me, and die, so why do it

I swear, feel like I've been here before, my first dealings went

raw

And tried to convert it to cash that's pure {*WHOO.. KID*}

We gettin money niggaz fingers behind triggers, that go without

sayin

Block ain't affiliated we sprayin

And anybody that you see, gettin past us payin

On some "Quiet Storm" shit, motherfucker it's still

rainin



[Chorus: Prodigy]

Aiyyo - what we got the drop on you kid, now we got you

You got the heart to get biz without your crew?

Let's get it on nigga do what we gotta do

You buck at me I'm buckin right back at you

We got the drop on you kid, now we got you

You got the heart to get biz without your crew?

Let's get it on Dunn do what we gotta do

You buck at me I'm buckin right back at you



[Prodigy]

Let me start things off

In the room just drinkin my drink, check out my thoughts

I'll be buried too soon, but at the same time

I see a very good future, what it's gon' be Dunn

You never know will ya, got guns by the pi-dound

to destroy beef, better tell your dawg sit down

I hits off the (? ?) like a little green army man

Pullin grenade pins on the floor shootin

Murder a human, invadin my space

And do the slip like Thomas Crown, vacate the place

Take your bitch like, Tony Montana or Goldie

Swift with my talk like the serpent did Eve

When my niggaz emerge, we intensify things

You can smell it in the air that's the shit, hittin the fan

Niggaz gon' feel me when my thing bang

And we continue to party like eternal Sunday



[Outro]

Shout out.. Infamous Records.. ha ha

Can't forget, LandSpeed {*blam} yea yea










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