Deadly Zone - Mobb Deep, Big Noyd, Bounty Killer

I saw these fools tryin to get around, tryin to let me down

And all dat, ha but I got an easier way to let dem drown

Wit these Guns of Navarrone, I shall shoot dem like Al Capone

Take dem to the zones of bones, like dat WELL

Yo, dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me under

Big pipes soundin' like thunder

Skated by the skin of my teeth

I had to put a man in his place last week

Now, why you wanna come at me?

I’m the wrong nigga to approach like that, homes

Wrong nigga for threats, lone nigga wit long chrome

And we can dance till one of us drop

You score points fallin' wit good formation

I’m the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn

The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun

To the floor, actin like you goin' to war

Now, you fucked up, here come a real rocket launcher

Flame thrower, rule wit a iron rod

That be the Ruger, y’all niggas keep tryin' hard

But who the loser when you can’t walk your hood at night

And you can’t come outside without fear?

Am I in your thoughts often?

While you be walkin?

Foot soldier catch you at the store’s corner

Keep me on your mind and don’t slumber

Man, the minute you slip wit those, that’s your ass

M-O-B-B dunn, let’s get it on, dunn

Wit Bounty Killer, yo, it’s like this, dunn

Aiyyo, cock that shit, pop that shit

Squeeze off, let 'em know how real this is

M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit Bounty Killer

No other gun runners keep a round like this

From Q-U-double-E-N-S

My bomb borough, till the day of my death

Whether in shit I been in

Runnin' down the block, sprayin shots wit the Lindon, listen

We all been through ac-tion, you know the last me blastin'

The last man standin', pack shit longer than bare wake

Neither the jake nor the snakes gon' stop it

You know the Mobb lettin' off rockets

Gun burners spit like lungies, dummies

Still nuttin' pop but the shells

These ain’t words from hell, these are slugs, somethin' you feel

A gun runner nigga for real, nigga

Yo, hear my gat blow, make you spit out crack the actual

That brand new six that you couldn’t seem to whip

Empty the clip, make sure no friendly get hit

While you layin' bloodied up in the six

Flee the front-line, dismantle gat and bounce

Then watch the twelve o’clock news and hear 'em shout you out

Plug leak, slip rug right from under your feet

You runnin the streets, you don’t want no problems wit us

Everyday is like 4th of July to us

Henny in my cup beside the gat you’ll find in my clutch

Interfere wit the plan and you will get touched

Let the liquor talk for you and you will get touched

Full fledge like Ra, let em Know The Ledge

While you slippin' off edge, your shorty’s givin' me head

Cockin' 'em legs like guns when I’m cockin' to spray

Poppin' your way, sendin' shit that’s hot your way