Mobb Deep - Get It Forever (Feat. Nas) Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Ni**as know and if they don`t
I shoot `em in the head, whatever rock his f-cking boat
Ni**as in my face, you better leave before you can`t
I lay shots like stamps, no Fedex
I`m hot check the critics, call the paramedics
Your man was talking reckless so you know he had to get it
Me and money`s magnetic, and you the polar opposite
Come through, bitch start dropping it, getting low
I don`t gotta trick, the only magic I know
Wore the number 32 and retired some time ago
So check the liner notes and miss me with the bulls**t
Miss me with it or get hit with a full clip
I`m back on it, you can bet your ass on it
I`m so sure that I could put my f-cking last on it
And if I didn`t sell then you know I rapped on it
Beat so ugly, gotta put a f-cking mask on it

[Hook: Prodigy]
We get it forever
It`s on forever
Calm down, never
Slow it down, never

We get it forever
We do this forever
It`s on forever
Calm down, never
Slow it down, never

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Looking through my eyes` view I see nothing but
Success for us, non-stop nothing but
Long money, long jab I stretch
Wrap around the Earth, 80 times 10
Warm breezes and Barbado nights
Living sweet yea but it`s a cold life
You know we strapped in, best you buckle up
I did my little bid in years, yeah wassup wassup
Dare a ni**a trouble us, make my ni**as risk all of this
Infamous good s**t, so quick
I`ll be back inside the cage, my rage is unchanged
For this change, yeah this bank, I have for this pain
Change and pinky rings, estates for the kings
A Queens-bred gentlemen, she know how we bang
You tamper with this plush lifestyle, may you lay
In a hole `til you ferment, your bones decay

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Nas]
We come from where murders occur often on late nights
Ni**as is high and they eyes be red as 2 brakelights
Medical marijuana, Henny bottles, and Grey Goose
Semi`s and shottys on deck, everybody`s face screwed
But you know this already, my hood the coldest and deadly
Soldiers is ready, I am boastful, forgive me
Bitches talking to cops cry when they ni**a get washed
Beef coulda been squashed, go finish that s**t that you start
No clip in your Glock, you ain`t prepared to fire
We call that riding with no air in your tire
You`re flattened, it`s a pattern after scrapping
What usually happen, death on arrival
Survival of the fittest, ain`t nothing like that Queensbridge s**t
Y`all ni**as finished, your only chances are diminished
And we don`t need no f-cking witness
Ain`t what you know, it`s what you live and we live it

[Hook]

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