Lirik Lagu Pearly Gates - Mobb Deep
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[Intro: 50 Cent]Yeah!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoesYou wouldn't go against me cause you know you would loseIt's been along time comin I done paid my duesNow everytime I turn around it's like I'm back in the newsI know alot of niggaz want me wearin cement shoesAnd Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up toAround the same time KRS was writin Black CopI was busy tryin to pump cracks in the black blocksPoppin shit to my homeys about how my gat popGot rid of that chrome thing and got back a black glockP ninety hold ten but I had six shotsI used to walk around with it and risk gettin knockedI bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man SamWanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin my handSome shot it out with me, and some of them ranAnd some of them dashed were good and some of them jammed
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 2: Havoc]Now if you take a good look and look into my faceAnd if they wouldn't even dare to violate my spaceSom I did so much dirt I'm tryin to clean my slateAnd ate so many niggaz food and now they want mines ateThe dogs bark when I walk and since the souls I tookMoms pray for me with her right hand on the good bookSaw shots fly by me no I shouldn't been trippinThe Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine interventionWouldn't thought then from that, I learned my lessonAnd clean my act up and go straight to perfectionUncle La got knocked the feds hit it with sevenAnd left me with the fifty cal and a mac elevenStart everything from everything from heads to the worriesAnd had half the hood damn near watned to mirk usFound myself askin God what the fuck is my purposeYou go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 3: Prodigy]Now homey if I go to hell and you make it to the pearly gatesTell the boss man we got beefAnd tell his only son I'm a see him when I see himAnd when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movieFor leavin us out to dry on stariught povertyFor not showin me no signs they watchin over meYo! We a new breed in two thousand sixWe don't give a fuck about that religious bullshitNigga show me where the cash atThe nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shitsMan my life is painful, pray to angelsI'm prayin to myself hopin I ain't got to spank youMy bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin, ain't nobody 'gon save youIn the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shitWe dealin within, these survival times
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoesYou wouldn't go against me cause you know you would loseIt's been along time comin I done paid my duesNow everytime I turn around it's like I'm back in the newsI know alot of niggaz want me wearin cement shoesAnd Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up toAround the same time KRS was writin Black CopI was busy tryin to pump cracks in the black blocksPoppin shit to my homeys about how my gat popGot rid of that chrome thing and got back a black glockP ninety hold ten but I had six shotsI used to walk around with it and risk gettin knockedI bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man SamWanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin my handSome shot it out with me, and some of them ranAnd some of them dashed were good and some of them jammed
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 2: Havoc]Now if you take a good look and look into my faceAnd if they wouldn't even dare to violate my spaceSom I did so much dirt I'm tryin to clean my slateAnd ate so many niggaz food and now they want mines ateThe dogs bark when I walk and since the souls I tookMoms pray for me with her right hand on the good bookSaw shots fly by me no I shouldn't been trippinThe Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine interventionWouldn't thought then from that, I learned my lessonAnd clean my act up and go straight to perfectionUncle La got knocked the feds hit it with sevenAnd left me with the fifty cal and a mac elevenStart everything from everything from heads to the worriesAnd had half the hood damn near watned to mirk usFound myself askin God what the fuck is my purposeYou go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
[Verse 3: Prodigy]Now homey if I go to hell and you make it to the pearly gatesTell the boss man we got beefAnd tell his only son I'm a see him when I see himAnd when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movieFor leavin us out to dry on stariught povertyFor not showin me no signs they watchin over meYo! We a new breed in two thousand sixWe don't give a fuck about that religious bullshitNigga show me where the cash atThe nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shitsMan my life is painful, pray to angelsI'm prayin to myself hopin I ain't got to spank youMy bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin, ain't nobody 'gon save youIn the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shitWe dealin within, these survival times
[Chorus: 50 Cent]Homey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hoodHomey if I go to hell and you make it to heavenJust get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way inGot a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm goodShit, I done talk my way out of the hood
