dirty new yorker lyrics – mobb deep

[talking: prodigy]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, uh, uh

baby mama let’s roll, here we go, cheerio, cereal
killa with the flow and the blow and the dro’
and the gun go ring, hit ’em all in a row
ak-47, .40-glock, .44, let ’em know from the door
how it go, it’s not a joke, there’s gon’ be a homicide
i’m a ride, i’m a rep me a n*gg* up in the box
and send ’em to his folks, his bloods, his kin
the drama it don’t end, bust a gun
bust a n*gg*’s face open with the hand
tell ’em go tell a friend, tell a cop, tell the feds
i don’t give a mothaf*ck, you n*gg*s in the ps
i’m a let the world see you, you’re a b*tch, you’re a snitch
i’m a mobb deep gangsta, infamous soldier
if you got a cold heart then my sh*t just froze over
range rover, chevy suburban, the bullet proof trim
the windows on the crib, bullet proof them

[chorus x2: prodigy]
you’re f*cking with a dirty new yorker
quens in this b*tch fall back or get roped up
you’re f*cking with a dirty new yorker
quens mothaf*cka, move and get smoked up

ay’ let’s go
yeah, yeah i’m for the drama but i’m so laid back
a n*gg* get at me i’m gon’ get ’em right back
i will say that, my flows so crack
you could put ’em in redtops and b*mp that back
on the block or the corner, you slip you a goner
your nose’s getting warmer, the ds out for ya
get money-money or take money-money
always on my fly sh*t never catch the kid b*mmy
shorty on my nuts like sweats
and it taste like metals and i swear i’m to protected
what do you expect, hoe n*gg*s from let go
me and him was cool, just a mothaf*cka suck a gold
sh*t, hav’ a professional, n*gg* kill the noise
you ain’t mothaf*cking techno
boy i get several, things that severe you
can’t see h*ll, come here here’s a better view

[chorus x2: prodigy]

/ mobb deep lyrics