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Came Up

Mobb Deep

Free Agents: The Murda Mix Tape

2003

2X] Niggaz better step they game up (step it up) Bitches better step that game up (step it up) I don't give a fuck and you know I don't give a fuck

just called you on the phone 
Let em say what they want 
Cause they don't know about us 
Don't you worry bout us because of you 
I found love

I believe

just called you on the phone 
Let em say what they want 
Cause they don't know about us 
Don't you worry bout us because of you 
I found love

I believe

your safety, 
Even though the times get a little 
Shaky, I love you, I love you, 
I think about you & I think about us, 
I think about times when we

draw Four
I bet they'd love it
Forks are flying right above us

Rocky, please tell me that's cake
One by one they're declared safe
Liy's out, thats

caught feelings, but I don’t give a fuck, boy
I don’t know why all these females on my line
It’s like soon as I cut my hair, they say I’m fine
But if she

energy and the fakes

F those who said I'm a one hit wonder
So high up now they hope I'll founder
Better hop on now before it's too late
Don't come running

and we don't really give a f***
I got that shine nigga got that glis
I got that money we turn up Saks Fifth
Love for the culture don't give me no kiss
That

and don't give a fuck
Watch when I'm big and they'll try to record us
If you be hatin' go get you a life
If you be lonely go get you a wife
Was down and I saw

but we don't give a fuck
Copy-Catters bite us, they swag suck
Know you bitch nigga's gone hate my guts, bite me
If you think I do re-write me, they say

Keep it a buck 
This why my face is stuck
 I don’t give a sh*t bout sh*t
Unless you tryna get drunk 
What you tryna get drunk? I think they tryna get

I don’t really know about my friends
Are they really wise or just pretend
Will they understand this pain I feel
Are they really down until the end
I

keep up my fitness
And be a witness, (I hear you) to the blessings that Jesus gives us
Grace through true repentance, His love, His Joy, and forgiveness

Got me fucked up give a bitch tummy tuck
Shorty sucking on the dick till the sun come up
Bitch don't play with us keep the K on us
Now we smoking

Short, short)
What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do
(What? What's up? What? What Short, short)

Now I don't give a fuck about
Yo' Benz or yo'

about to bomb this game in one shot, uni bomber
C.O.D, the children playing games but they Dooming all us
But kids would rather hear the Toosie Slide than

What If?

L Fudge

Soundbombing

1997

The likes of me, F-you-D-G-E brains compete
Wit CP0-three's intelligence
Accompanied by Mike Z-double-O-T
Shabaam Sahdeeq, Skam, Kweli, and Spinna

about having shit that's cool today but gone by dusk
Why the fuck these niggas act like they with this but they not us
Nigga they talk too much, they talk

out of holes by hustling
To [????] hold your pain or either a fever
And held a target side Buddha, now I'm looser
I fantasise about this [????] I

the wall up in Mexico
Have the pretty girls walk by saying "there he go"
Like wait, "baby what you know about me?"
"Word on the street, they say you always

T and P Combo

311

311 [Clean]

1995

wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake

Yeah you can't f*** with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has

to go loot the shop
Don't give a damn about a cop, aye
Either you wit' us or you not, aye 
Swear I need everything to stop 
'Cus I'm so tired
A lot

up on this green 

Whenever you see a cop
Man don't act up with a rage 
They tryna test our soul and lock us in the cage 
Looting, protesting man

All day,
Yea,
Look,

Don't be fooled by how I choose to kick it I'm just living life,
It was meant to be enjoyed so we gone do it right,
Some of us