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Mobb Deep Free Agents The Murda Mixtape

that gangsta shit son I feel you my nigga.. (that's right that's right) {'What can I do?'} (Infamous baby you ain't know?) We gon' do it like this (That Mobb

* also appears on Mobb Deep's "Free Agents - The Murda Mixtape (Bonus Disc)" [Tragedy Khadafi Talking] Yeah...Get it poppin'...No doubt Thug shit...

ain't got no feelings Check it out now I got you stuck off the realness We be the infamous, you heard of us Official Queens bridge murderers The Mobb

[Verse One: Twin Gambino] It's the B-I-G, T-W-I-N-S - and Queensbridge is where we rep For holding techs, mack nine, four pounds and shotties You don

shoot em'up And murder the man I shed they eye lids from violence nigga you see you wilden Your team against my team there ain't no challenge Niggaz know we mobben

layout Think, not that, and some more shit It's called backshot talk, you don't know nuttin 'bout it Cause you can no longer hit it [Chorus: Mobb Deep

in our eyes for real Niggaz wanna talk gangsta? You see me when you get killed [Havoc] Why should I remind y'all, that niggaz 'ready know Mobb is instinct

{Mobb Deep!} Show these bitch-ass niggaz {Free Agents!} Over and over and over again how we do this shit {*cock and gunshot courtesy DJ Whoo Kid*} [

home used paper Ain't it amazin I'll stretch how we keep bangin We got thousands to spend on them drinks gangsta Queensbridge, Mobb Deep like terrorists