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Mobb Deep - My Priorities lyrics
"My Priorities"
 [Intro: Prodigy]
 Oh-Yea, we here - that's right, my niggaz light that shit up
 Light your shit up, oh-yea, oh-yea
 Tappin' bottles back that, spit lines for the homies
 That's R.I.P., you feel me? Aiight let's learn these niggaz sumtin'
 We gon' run down the line like this...
 [Prodigy]
 Before I get the watch - I get the big glock
 Before I step foot in the V - I get the stash box
 No matter the casin', I'm bringin' the heat
 Take my kids to Sesame Place, I'm bringin' my heat
 Fo'sho, you neva know it might pop off
 Better safe than sorry, niggaz could neva rob me
 Or reach the hand toward me and in any type fashion
 Fuck what you heard or think my shit blastin'
 We hittin' the club; I get my contraband
 You fuckin' wit us? You'd rather suck madd dick
 Before I squeeze I aim at your hat then
 Without hesitation, turn your shit backwards
 Soon as I purchase my kicks; I put the gemstars in
 So if they lock me up; my razor makes madd hits
 Before I die, the world gon' hear me
 And make me rich, my kids will be filthy
 [Chorus: Prodigy]Mobb Deep - My Priorities - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/my-priorities-lyrics.html
 Priorities; put my gun on, I'm ready for the day
 Two; tryin' hit you before you hit me
 C; he a good nigga, don't call cross P
 Four; balance my hatred and love more
 E; tryin' to stay alive, only live once
 Six; neva let fear control me dunn
 G; make the money, money neva made me
 Eight; live by four, it should be straight
 [Prodigy]
 Ayo, nigga I don't shoot cars up or dawgs up
 That shit I did when I was sixteen, word up!
 That's child play now I gotta taste for blood
 I gotta see some meat hangin' 'fore the jobs well done
 I need to see a nigga drop 'fore I make my gun stop
 And before I start shootin', I make sure you hop
 Niggaz wind me up and wind me up
 'Til I pop up on your scene like Jack in the Box
 With the two toppings, cuttin' at you up like butter
 VA style nigga your meat get smothered
 Mobb style nigga me and my blood brothers kill
 Pretty boy, rappers if their songs speak others
 Oh you shot niggaz before? That's cool wit me
 'Cause you gon' need experience tunnin' wit P
 Before I came to QB, I was already thug
 Before all this rap shit, I was already bugged
[Chorus: Prodigy]









