Lirik Lagu Throw Your Hands (In The Air) - Mobb Deep
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Kanye.. And we have.. M-O-B-B, Yo, YeahC'mon drop that, Yeah, Uh-huhJust throw your hands in the airYeah.. Yo
[Havoc]I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear its crystalI air before you only get stronger the things, you been throughI don't kill you thats what it'll doRun with a few multiple-scribed, they say we belong in a fuckin' zooWe done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the loveOften above them cowards and them so called thugsWhen we come through respect is there, cause we demand itKnow the mobb is in the building, we officially landedKeep your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't stand usTry to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the camerasCock the cannons but shorty just keep dancin' cuz it mightbe a chance that it won't pop offIf it do stay close to the wall, we gettin' it onYou about to witness fellas who gifted in brawlMy homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you offThis southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross
[Chorus]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down(Just throw up your hands) C'mon maWe gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
[Prodigy]Theres only few things i die forInfamous my family, this money, sonny I hit the sky forwe don't take time off, we take rhymes offCome with somethin better than that, to blow your mind moreGettin our shine on... I think this due for a storm, hurricane MobbRain on your parade and you can thank godOr you can thank P, for simply not squeezin'Really it wasnt called for, and you don't want itto call for it, don't play my gun, it go offInside of your head oops, niggaz be deadThen we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gasOut there like the concordI show you how to get murdered, and the cops never catch onI show you how to do songs, then after than showyou how to do them contracts and get yours
[Chorus 2x]
[Havoc]We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'monYou know that thing in the stash boxReady to pop bast in the spot you stunt, you know we gon lock assInevitable, can't control them slugsCame from a place, that shape and mold them thugsFlood the block with nothin but that gangsta shitY'all dead on that, now take ya miss, bitch.
[Prodigy]It's plain to see, that you could never snake meI never let the grass grow past my NikesSummertime in our wife beats, boiled this brickoutside with thermo shirts underneath teesI stalely keep a mack on me, and let peopleTry and contest Mobb Deep
Uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon
[Chorus]
YeahM-O-B-B Baby(Just throw up your hands)0-4.. KanyeFlip it out my nigga
[Havoc]I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear its crystalI air before you only get stronger the things, you been throughI don't kill you thats what it'll doRun with a few multiple-scribed, they say we belong in a fuckin' zooWe done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the loveOften above them cowards and them so called thugsWhen we come through respect is there, cause we demand itKnow the mobb is in the building, we officially landedKeep your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't stand usTry to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the camerasCock the cannons but shorty just keep dancin' cuz it mightbe a chance that it won't pop offIf it do stay close to the wall, we gettin' it onYou about to witness fellas who gifted in brawlMy homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you offThis southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross
[Chorus]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down(Just throw up your hands) C'mon maWe gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
[Prodigy]Theres only few things i die forInfamous my family, this money, sonny I hit the sky forwe don't take time off, we take rhymes offCome with somethin better than that, to blow your mind moreGettin our shine on... I think this due for a storm, hurricane MobbRain on your parade and you can thank godOr you can thank P, for simply not squeezin'Really it wasnt called for, and you don't want itto call for it, don't play my gun, it go offInside of your head oops, niggaz be deadThen we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gasOut there like the concordI show you how to get murdered, and the cops never catch onI show you how to do songs, then after than showyou how to do them contracts and get yours
[Chorus 2x]
[Havoc]We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'monYou know that thing in the stash boxReady to pop bast in the spot you stunt, you know we gon lock assInevitable, can't control them slugsCame from a place, that shape and mold them thugsFlood the block with nothin but that gangsta shitY'all dead on that, now take ya miss, bitch.
[Prodigy]It's plain to see, that you could never snake meI never let the grass grow past my NikesSummertime in our wife beats, boiled this brickoutside with thermo shirts underneath teesI stalely keep a mack on me, and let peopleTry and contest Mobb Deep
Uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon
[Chorus]
YeahM-O-B-B Baby(Just throw up your hands)0-4.. KanyeFlip it out my nigga
