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Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me It's that real conversation, my mu'fuckin' occupation Hitman I body that with a contiac, with a track, I slay it With a little bit of grass, little bit of class Little bit of brashness I mix it up, till it's just enough To have me on that best rap list It's that empire state shit, where we love the entire nation Niggas that want to stunt on us, they deserve to die, don't try my patience Paint prov, like a bass kick, thank God, I erase this, big boy to head boy Letras de cancionesTake that as a fuckin' favor I know, I know, I know, you niggas think P be poppin' shit And probably don't know that everything P be poppin' is Louder than words, my niggas ain't clowns, we not herds I bounce yo head off that curb, I'm just a rhymin' expert What you niggas want me to be, your Grim Reaper see? I can see through you snake ass eyes And you know misery loves company, and they hate when they see me shine See these dimes, see this cash, see me on tour with the infamous I'll see you in hell, my gun ring bells, puts all that bullshit to rest Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me I've got niggas on lock, doin' time Cleanin' Mac's, right off the block, movin' dimes Who wanna ride, where to? Chicks told me I'd be there in a year or two Goin' at the mall, corners appear poof Death is just around the corner, it's here too Got a little brother, I'mma give a better life Beautiful little girl's I'mma put to bed at night I was 12 in the kitchen, when they let in white R.I.P. my nigga Beretta Mike I'm affiliated with the renegades I don't got juice, pop you, now I'm Minute Maid In the bucks we trust, when they lust me I'll be givin' a fuck to dust into disgust we bust My mother, she was too young, she would've kept me Still wouldn't be able to run, bad-ass loud tell a nigga to hum Dessert too hot nigga eat wit ya tongue Unless you're Mobb Deep I ain't sayin' little, I'm done Like Charlie, see me have a gun Tell an old girl, party with a nigga til' one She got a body, harder to beat on a gun I got keys to the spot with a G and a Pump D's on the block just screamin' to jump P tell 'em stop 'fore I be in the front When niggas get caught, catch me if you want (x2) Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me Rapping is my religion Brings me the finest women Gives me them eight figures Cause we some Great Spitters Respect that M O B B D Double E P Real rap, real shit, real spit Niggas pray when they see me From Letras Mania