The Professional Lyrics - Dj Clue

[Featuring Mobb Deep] 

[DJ Clue] *echoing* 

New shit, Mobb Deep featuring Noyd (like this dunn) 

The Professional, used from my nigga Vic 

Haha 

[Prodigy] 

Yo you catch chills, P stimulates your eardrum 

Tastebuds, more higher than drugs, my song take all 

I blastoff on the track law 

My shit is pure satisfaction, what more could you ask for 

Wit facts like an ?ansaw?, I pour fire on earth, I been to hot raw 

Do Queens tires get burnt, let's peel through the real 

Slide through my terrain, take a ride wit me 

Check out my lifestyle, it's a off-road course 

I stay challenged, but that's a good thing 

'cause it creates balance, Infamous wild life federation 

My congress, sit down and conversate ya fate 

Derate barracks, don't get yourself embarrassed 

My click savage, why'all niggaz is average 

I'm handling your Most V.P., put em in P.C. 

Nigga, it's the I-M-D nigga (CLUE) 

Chorus 2x 

Chorus [Havoc] 

'cause we plottin, leave the cats wit one option 

Start hoppin, 'cause when it's on we ain't stoppin 

The click'll get the message when shit start droppin 

Don't got a gat stashed, you better start coppin 

[Havoc] 

Now you can talk about a nigga, criticize my faults 

But in New York, got it locked wit bolts, blow the vote 

Overdose, while you cop block and cut throats 

Me and my click's champagning, and campaigning 

While you rhyme about your jewels, and sniff that shit up in your 

nostrils 

I'll be plottin on your life, to put one up in your fossil 

Niggaz think they gully, on the inside sweet like honey 

Niggaz want the bitches, we just want the money 

Federal notes, flipped blue, keys of coke store frontin watchin his 

dough 

Tourin the coast, pardon wife due, gettin babies drunk 

Call me foul, deep down, you gotta admit, you like my style 

Put holes in your Polo, I know your M-O, you half homo 

Joinin my team, that's a no-no 

Say what you want, don't let it talk for you 

And that's my word, I'll have this hollow tip stored for you 

Chorus 2x 

[Noyd] 

One time nigga, two times nigga yo 

I dig the way Clueminatti got the beats rollin through the body 

The type of tracks, got me killin these cats 

Twenty-one and black, mental inner city minds be exact 

When niggas in the hood ain't no good, carry gats 

And leave you on your back in a hurry 

Especially, dealin wit the money 

Rockin Pelle fuckin wit the Spanish mami cheffin up by dellis 

Now we got the guns pumpin jums out the back of a deli 

Really, these chumps gettin slummed on the daily 

Forty days, forty weeks, either these raps are back in the streets 

Stackin cracks up in the fleece, so Hav blaze the bees 

And pass that to me, and I'll bless piece 

So this way the whole fam eat 

Be the Infamous of this shit, pioneers of this 

Survival of the Fittest, nobody's fuckin wit this 

So fuck around wit Hav, you fuck around wit me 

You fuck around wit me, then you fuck around wit P 

You fuck around wit us, then you fuck around wit three 

Mothafuckers from the NYC, what nigga uh, what nigga Clueminatti 

Chorus 2x 

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