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-make_the_hits_(make_hits) - Mobb Deep
(Uh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh fo' real)
You are now tuned into the sounds
Handcrafted & designed by the H A V O C
Havoc beats (fo' real) A-L-C talkin'
You know my name you know my pedigree
It ain't a game who could do this better then me
As far as I'm concerned niggaz better play that position
Their slugs will be hittin' that target neva missin'
And - how many times do I gotta go through that beef
Protectin' my shines wit nothin' but that big heat
I'm down to Earth but niggaz wanna to bring it
Up to that next level swing don't sing it
But I warn y'all tear y'all niggaz in new a** off
Compared to Hav' ni**a I'm d**e you lactose
Pass the roach; you laughin' I'ma get that last tot
Gangstas to fly b**ches I rap for those
And - layin' it down just like it's suppose to be layed
Check mate on a ni**a when my moves is made
Don't believe The proof is in the pudding my ni**a
Straight face when I'm pullin' the trigger you didn't know
Yo it's the word you hate P
You hatin' on Hav the A-L-C
We gettin' doe we got the V's
That make your hoe come up out them panties
And - we do it big we (Make The Hits)
Y'all make the check like it's come up off the checks
You gettin' broke we gettin' rich
We got the guns that make a mess uggghh
Aiyo it's time time for me to shock and amaze
The best out chest out when I'm rockin' the stage
I'm certified A-L-C claimin' his clout
And I'ma show you what that name's about
And - the (Quiet Storm) (ssshhh ) blew out the f**kin' lights
Flood the block and overflow personal
Trained pipes me and H yea we the same type
Get the checks in the daytime and bang out in the late nights
Plus I'm on the grind snatch a quarter 'mil from KOCH
'Cause I shook the spot it went from the bottom to the top
(Get that) I fake then I'm swingin' the rock
Anyway you cut the cake I get my CREAM off the top
CREAM of the crop on sideways leanin' and drop
Top speed 'til the cops give me a reason to stop
Even in the winter season I'm hot
Like Ripley's if you a thug I don't know if I Believe It Or Not
Yo it's the word you hate P
You hatin' on Hav the A-L-C
We gettin' doe we got the V's
That make your hoe come up out them panties
And - we do it big we (Make The Hits)
Y'all make the check like it's come up off the checks
You gettin' broke we gettin' rich
We got the guns that make a mess uggghh
