I don’t really understand how queens did it but from P and Hav to Capone n Nore to 50 and the unit they birth some of the illest emcees. Hav has to be top 5 underrated producers… his sampling style gotta be highlighted
Smoking loud with the top down Burner on me, nigga, come and get me right now Dope fiends in the hallway Little niggas'll clap something in broad day Rose gold, princess cut Pretty face, little titties, big butt Thugged out, she with me like "nigga what?" Big chain on my b-boy We walk in these niggas get p-noid Gem star make a nigga face keloid Our 16s'll have your crew destroyed LOX them niggas you wanna evoid LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) 100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs Live by the code, if I couldn't do that a rat nigga'll kill me 24 karat gold handguns, mink seats in the coupe, yes Rooftop party with the real gangstas, spiral stairs in my duplex All high and I'm looking at my bitch, and my money like "what should we do next?" Real nigga 'till I die, if I can't be real I'd rather die, yeah, I choose death LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum In New York state, bitch, you could get some Say ahhh, I'll shove my gun down your mouth Like what was all that woopty woop about? Greed is good I get all this dope shit, you wish you could I'm in a financial district, I don't do broke Uber SUV, I send for your hoe So these are iconic bars When I bust your head you see all kinds of stars To see your whole world turned black What's done is done, there ain't not turning back
Rivvorei il tempo perso appresso a gente Che ama falsamente senza darà il cuore cuore Chi non dice espressamente che gli interessa niente, Io Vivo intensamente e ciò che mi stressa ha un valore Ed ho steso testi incompresi che tu non hai letto Neanche solamente per curiosità Ed ho attteso mesi compreso l inverno Solo per provare l effetto che il freddo fa Sulla mia pelle lacerata Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada Sulla mia stessa stessa impronta Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda Sulla mia pelle lacerata Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada Sulla mia stessa stessa impronta Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda Fotto tutti me ne fotto di tutte ste balle Chi è gia pronto con le alle mie spalle, pronto a tartassarle come bruto con Cesare Ma il mio cuore distrutto e non glielo posso concedere Qua giu fa freddo e non mi riscaldo So cos e stare in basso, so com è ti giuro So che adesso punterò in alto Perché so com è non essere nessuno So che cazzo vuol dire non avere voce in capitolo Capito mo, che non riavvolgo il nastro in cassetta Ho dato pugni ad ogni spigolo ora che dicono che i vincitori vincono Ma non ho tempo io vivo fretta Non ho tempo vivo in fretta In fretta Questa merda mi infetta Questa merda mi infetta e finché alzo in cassa So che colpisce alla testa con le nocche rotte Questa merda è la stessa che ogni giorno mi salva E che mi da sonno per la lunga notte Sulla mia pelle lacerata Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada Sulla mia stessa impronta Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda Ho dato l anima e sto sputando ogni goccia di sangue Tu fai la roccia grande Il mio fra schiaccia la roccia fa una botta grande Sono così underground che puoi chiamarmi roccia madre
C’est que depuis trop longtemps (It’s that, for far too long) Les gens tournent le dos (People turn their backs) Aux problèmes cruciaux (On crucial problems) Aux problèmes sociaux (On social problems) Qui asphyxient la jeunesse (That suffocate the youth) Qui résident aux abords (Who live on the outskirts) Tourner le dos (v): literally “to turn one’s back,” to ignore 2. “Les Princes de la Ville” (Princes of the city) by 113
C’est que depuis trop longtemps Les gens tourne leur dot Aux problèmes cruciaux Aux problèmes sociaux Qui asphixie la jeunesse Sa dort pas , sa reste sur lcell , Genaratiom console , on na pas d'controle , il fon des detour ils font l'contour just pour un simple concourt , genaration pas capable de mettre leur calcon , jcomprend meme pas wtf, sa passe leur temp sur tik tok , sa manque lhorloge decole les jeune on manquer leur lunch , sa pas de class sa rentre en class en regegardant les proff croche , sa spense toute tuff sa pas sens fau leur donner du bon sens, italien elver blanc pure sang (Who live on the outskirts) Tourner le dos (v): literally “to turn one’s back,” to ignore 2. “Les Princes de la Ville” (Princes of the city) by 113qq000
The illustrious, ashes to ashes and dust to dust If you fuck with us, it' a must we bustin If you stand with us, nine times out of ten son He might get bucked Is we marked for death? maybe marked for life Cut by the gem star, razor tight, try to avoid that Get this money up, live right, then it's put right Anybody standin in the Mobb way, the hard way To get his ? feet and the extra ? never lose sleep Never roll less than two deep Cause we mobb deep roll silent on this hard street Talk the ? only eat dog meat we was stompin on Have your mind baffled like an unknown phenomenon Chop shit up like it's time for some ? Havoc: And all you bitches that you hittin' we done ran through that Plus ? that's why the king's stand will crack Big Noyd: I die from the causes Dive in these streets of New York kid I'm dyin to find who the informer is You know the fam strictly biz So what the deal is dude Think you got a little confused Comin out of QB not DC Any problemo then see me Bring it to the T-O-P Rapper Noyd baby comin at ya Holdin it down gettin around Constantly comin at ya Right back at ya with thug shit Sit back relax you'll love this Slim Jim, brown skin and rugged Timb's unfastened pants saggin fuck it We can do it however you want it Even E&J or either blunted Catch me sober Peel a heat out of the holster and mini rover It's the new Noyd order I slaughter with Havoc and P Funk Flex Final Chapter Volume 3 nigga (Funkmaste Flex shout outs) Prodigy: Meditate to this Celbrate my shit Here's a toast to the most loved rap cage niggas Entertain the thought Of the grain being crossed And the pain is brought, 'cause in vain you talked This be the rapture they spoke of in Revelations Reveal the truth to the nations, it's only basic Public relations so real you could taste it Bitter to the mouth of those that hate this shit Calico: Face off, Jake's tryin to slap me in bracelets My rap papers is so major Base a wager that Timax won't pull out first Calico's verse fire, can I disperse Max like ? sax and A-blac ? Dun burn that, put it all in they ear don't hold back In the Ac with the rest of my type, only my kind Niggaz that'll take you to war, you outta line Prodigy: You crossed the fine space between love and hatred Entertwined with the rest of my elite clique Countermoves get plenty steps ahead of you Men'll do all type of shit just to prove They militant but get knocked the fuck out the box quick They must have forgot how the mobb drop jewels and take spots Y'all dudes don't deserve to eat Mic check nigga, drop it like it's hot and bleed 728 back to top blog comments powered by Disqus Comments RELATED SONGS RELATED ARTICLES Mobb Wit Me by Chingy, Ch10 It Could Happen to You - Mobb Deep by DJ Muggs, DJ3 Life is Tragic - Infamous Mobb by DJ Muggs, DJ3 Give Up the Goods (Just Step) - Mobb Deep by Funkmaster Flex, Fu1 Tha Mobb by Lil' Wayne, Li3 Mobb Shit by Luniz, Lu3 Mobb 4 Ever by Magic, Ma3 The Roof (Mobb Deep Mix) by Mariah Carey, Ma9 How We Mobb by Master P, Ma15 Infamous Mobb - Killa Queens by Mobb Deep, Mo1
The greatest era in hip hop is the 90's. Hands down. Who can dispute that?
Bro that’s like saying sky is blue who can dispute that.
Not me!
Hear Canserbero, Dheformer Galinier, Lil Supa, Gegga, Wos, rap is eternal
Maybe the people who love Mumble rap but fortunately we won't understand they're saying anything
Early 2000s was the best era 🤷🏿♂️
one of those beats you can just listen to on repeat without any lyrics
The infamous Mobb Deep - We be holding it down
The Big P - Ripping heads, it's gonna turn into a bloodshed
Havoc forever with that impending doom one finger baseline- father of the “Queens Sound” …
Havoc is a monster with it
@Crow Sword what
Mobb deep really had da hardest beats.
*i delete a beat by accident*
Havoc: here you go, King. You dropped this
*Gives me one of his Beats*
U r correct my brother hands down easy
MMYY NIGGGA
ONE OF THE BEST INSTRUMENTALS
One of the best instrumentals ever
This is my entrance theme
1 of these beats are better than 1000 rap songs from today'ship-hop.
Satan hates me because i spread hope and love to those who need it i feel a spiritual connection with tormented souls
If this beat had a face it would have the hardest mean mug. Blunt in mouth, lit. Smoke in the air. Black hoody, cold rainy night. Your hood.
80s-90s hip hop was the best!!!!!
I love nyc 😍
Thank you for this. #ripProdigy
No doubt…
I got shot in the leg to this song. Ahhh. The good old days.
No doubt......🕊
dope as fuck
I don’t really understand how queens did it but from P and Hav to Capone n Nore to 50 and the unit they birth some of the illest emcees. Hav has to be top 5 underrated producers… his sampling style gotta be highlighted
I’m like a snake when I shed my tears
You can smell Cali in the atmosphere
You can see when the end is near
Nyyyyycccccce!!! (Fab voice)
Sounds great
Cette musique me fais rêver et penser
Yeah
Classic #Mobb...TheInfamous..Sickwitit..indeed
❤
Why is my phone on fire
You like Jeru the damaja ? If so check out my Come Clean remake !
Smoking loud with the top down Burner on me, nigga, come and get me right now Dope fiends in the hallway Little niggas'll clap something in broad day Rose gold, princess cut Pretty face, little titties, big butt Thugged out, she with me like "nigga what?" Big chain on my b-boy We walk in these niggas get p-noid Gem star make a nigga face keloid Our 16s'll have your crew destroyed LOX them niggas you wanna evoid LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) 100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs Live by the code, if I couldn't do that a rat nigga'll kill me 24 karat gold handguns, mink seats in the coupe, yes Rooftop party with the real gangstas, spiral stairs in my duplex All high and I'm looking at my bitch, and my money like "what should we do next?" Real nigga 'till I die, if I can't be real I'd rather die, yeah, I choose death LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed (Life's difficult, death's easy LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?) LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real Infamous is that raw rap You come through D-Block you get killed By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum In New York state, bitch, you could get some Say ahhh, I'll shove my gun down your mouth Like what was all that woopty woop about? Greed is good I get all this dope shit, you wish you could I'm in a financial district, I don't do broke Uber SUV, I send for your hoe So these are iconic bars When I bust your head you see all kinds of stars To see your whole world turned black What's done is done, there ain't not turning back
i had a friend who always wanted to skip this track on the album????? shit had me confused as hell.
why its one of the best on the album
this is literally a top 2 mobb song of all time for me. Unsure of n1
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
, yo, y'know how we did on The Infamous album, right?
Aight, we gonna do it again son
Yo, laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas fuck you up
Dig in shorty guts, get the bitch to set you up
It's the most trifle, 41st Side disciples
Take kindness for a weakness so I won't be so kind to
Niggas comin' through, "I gave you birth kid, I'm sonnin you"
The Infamous got PC for days
We runnin thru townships, fuckin shit
Kid, we down shit
Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge no doubt, rub the clique
9-6 droppin wild on some Benz's
Some next shit, crash bar, ash the GOD
I remember when loadin up the gats, beef settlin
Ghetto peddlin the *?shaunder?*, shorty dead again
Songs about 'We all around the NC'
Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blonde em, you can't see like Ste-vie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin with that?
To all my Mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy
Mobb sheisty, Godfather III and Gotti
Rapper Noyd, tiemax and Ty Knitty
Scarface and Gambino, New York City
It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit
Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your bitch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Your time's wasted for figurin P
Was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously
You get lumped sometin horribly and then we calmly
Guzzle Sparmarlti and Don Perrignon-ly
Move the crowds over, cruise the fuck out
After GOD drinks had to shoot our fuckin way out
Spark flyin niggas dyin, bitches cryin and shout
Mobb niggas to the exit, we out
9-6 load up the clips, the Infamous apocalypse
QBC on the L-I-E an sippin Hennessey
And Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Nitty jiggy
Eyes forever chinky, up in the Mariott
Tonnes o' hydro, black tuxedo, lay low
The 5-0-migos, the gigolo, what nigga?
A technique, official white meat
Internal bleedin he felt, heat then cold feet
QBC committee, Ty Nitty hit the safe
The Phillipino's have mad ice and gold plates
We escape, ain't no turnin back to Stat
Pushin back-to-back acts, gettin cheddar
Drug smugglin tri state, catchin faith
We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake!
My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears
And thirty years for years, extort niggas and drink beers
Tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
Thug niggas surround y'all, 4 pound y'all
Animal instinct, these niggas gettin clapped on instinct
I'm tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears
And thirty years for years, extort niggas and drink beers
Tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
Thug niggas surround y'all, 4 pound y'all
Animal instinct, these niggas gettin clapped on instinct
I'm tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
Motherfucker!
Word up!
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fuckin dope
Rivvorei il tempo perso appresso a gente
Che ama falsamente senza darà il cuore
cuore
Chi non dice espressamente che gli interessa niente,
Io Vivo intensamente e ciò che mi stressa ha un valore
Ed ho steso testi incompresi
che tu non hai letto
Neanche solamente per curiosità
Ed ho attteso mesi compreso l inverno
Solo per provare l effetto che il freddo fa
Sulla mia pelle lacerata
Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada
Sulla mia stessa stessa impronta
Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda
Sulla mia pelle lacerata
Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada
Sulla mia stessa stessa impronta
Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda
Fotto tutti me ne fotto di tutte ste balle
Chi è gia pronto con le alle mie spalle, pronto a tartassarle come bruto con Cesare
Ma il mio cuore distrutto e non glielo posso concedere
Qua giu fa freddo e non mi riscaldo
So cos e stare in basso, so com è ti giuro
So che adesso punterò in alto
Perché so com è non essere nessuno
So che cazzo vuol dire non avere voce in capitolo
Capito mo, che non riavvolgo il nastro in cassetta
Ho dato pugni ad ogni spigolo ora che dicono che i vincitori vincono
Ma non ho tempo io vivo fretta
Non ho tempo vivo in fretta
In fretta
Questa merda mi infetta
Questa merda mi infetta e finché alzo in cassa
So che colpisce alla testa con le nocche rotte
Questa merda è la stessa che ogni giorno mi salva
E che mi da sonno per la lunga notte
Sulla mia pelle lacerata Non me ne andrò via perché non so la strada
Sulla mia stessa impronta Che ho lasciato da ubriaco sopra una serranda
Ho dato l anima e sto sputando ogni goccia di sangue
Tu fai la roccia grande
Il mio fra schiaccia la roccia fa una botta grande
Sono così underground che puoi chiamarmi roccia madre
450 Degree angle
Can you imagine 2pac on this beat?havoc is the boss
C’est que depuis trop longtemps
(It’s that, for far too long)
Les gens tournent le dos
(People turn their backs)
Aux problèmes cruciaux
(On crucial problems)
Aux problèmes sociaux
(On social problems)
Qui asphyxient la jeunesse
(That suffocate the youth)
Qui résident aux abords
(Who live on the outskirts)
Tourner le dos (v): literally “to turn one’s back,” to ignore
2. “Les Princes de la Ville” (Princes of the city) by 113
Who dislike this tho? Weirdos
Maybe because its a remake... ? The actual beat is so much nicer. Its like listening to a cover band when the real thing is playing next door...
How did you make the snare sound like mobb deep’s snare?
Dunno man, just played around with Eq and Compression
bro, can i use this?
Yeah man, just credit the video
@@TheBaconEarBuccaneer when you said credit, u mean TAG u in description?
@@zoranzivanovic1031 Yeah man
Balkan gang
C’est que depuis trop longtemps
Les gens tourne leur dot
Aux problèmes cruciaux
Aux problèmes sociaux
Qui asphixie la jeunesse
Sa dort pas , sa reste sur lcell ,
Genaratiom console , on na pas d'controle , il fon des detour ils font l'contour just pour un simple concourt , genaration pas capable de mettre leur calcon , jcomprend meme pas wtf, sa passe leur temp sur tik tok , sa manque lhorloge decole les jeune on manquer leur lunch , sa pas de class sa rentre en class en regegardant les proff croche , sa spense toute tuff sa pas sens fau leur donner du bon sens, italien elver blanc pure sang
(Who live on the outskirts)
Tourner le dos (v): literally “to turn one’s back,” to ignore
2. “Les Princes de la Ville” (Princes of the city) by 113qq000
¹1¹
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The illustrious, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
If you fuck with us, it' a must we bustin
If you stand with us, nine times out of ten son
He might get bucked
Is we marked for death? maybe marked for life
Cut by the gem star, razor tight, try to avoid that
Get this money up, live right, then it's put right
Anybody standin in the Mobb way, the hard way
To get his ? feet and the extra ? never lose sleep
Never roll less than two deep
Cause we mobb deep roll silent on this hard street
Talk the ? only eat dog meat we was stompin on
Have your mind baffled like an unknown phenomenon
Chop shit up like it's time for some ?
Havoc:
And all you bitches that you hittin' we done ran through that
Plus ? that's why the king's stand will crack
Big Noyd:
I die from the causes
Dive in these streets of New York kid
I'm dyin to find who the informer is
You know the fam strictly biz
So what the deal is dude
Think you got a little confused
Comin out of QB not DC
Any problemo then see me
Bring it to the T-O-P
Rapper Noyd baby comin at ya
Holdin it down gettin around
Constantly comin at ya
Right back at ya with thug shit
Sit back relax you'll love this
Slim Jim, brown skin and rugged
Timb's unfastened pants saggin fuck it
We can do it however you want it
Even E&J or either blunted
Catch me sober
Peel a heat out of the holster and mini rover
It's the new Noyd order
I slaughter with Havoc and P
Funk Flex Final Chapter Volume 3 nigga
(Funkmaste Flex shout outs)
Prodigy:
Meditate to this
Celbrate my shit
Here's a toast to the most loved rap cage niggas
Entertain the thought
Of the grain being crossed
And the pain is brought, 'cause in vain you talked
This be the rapture they spoke of in Revelations
Reveal the truth to the nations, it's only basic
Public relations so real you could taste it
Bitter to the mouth of those that hate this shit
Calico:
Face off, Jake's tryin to slap me in bracelets
My rap papers is so major
Base a wager that Timax won't pull out first
Calico's verse fire, can I disperse
Max like ? sax and A-blac ?
Dun burn that, put it all in they ear don't hold back
In the Ac with the rest of my type, only my kind
Niggaz that'll take you to war, you outta line
Prodigy:
You crossed the fine space between love and hatred
Entertwined with the rest of my elite clique
Countermoves get plenty steps ahead of you
Men'll do all type of shit just to prove
They militant but get knocked the fuck out the box quick
They must have forgot how the mobb drop jewels and take spots
Y'all dudes don't deserve to eat
Mic check nigga, drop it like it's hot and bleed
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