Check The Credits Lyrics - The Infamous Mobb Deep - Mobb Deep

Foul shit I'm on it like flies on shit... 

Foul shit I'm on it like flies on shit 

You're in the presence of realness keep your eyes on this 

Stare too long, fuck around, turn into stone 

My ruga like medusa and my goons like drones 

Hover over battlefields like we in a warzone 

E.T. niggas get shook, want to phone home 

Trying to use a lifeline but nobody got them answers 

Big guns, pulling out them M.C. Hammer dances 

No time to get caught the judge throwing books 

Like niggas read, we just know about the jooks 

Clipped L's in my ashtray 

Higher than a motherfucker I'm half baked 

Spending money like I never even had cake 

On my b-day being broke left a bad taste 

And a phobia, crib full of cash homey a 

Bitch walked in I said welcome to utopia 

Look up to look at us 

We stars, stare at us 

We are them niggas check the motherfucking credits (repeat x2) 

Check us out bitch 

Ass nigga 

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Where your money and your things at 

Put it all on the infamous when it's from Queens 

We a safe bet, astrology will say that 

Mobb Deep got that forever way you're just a ripple in the past 

Ocean of opiate flow 

The empire dope needle state boys like the building stand tall 

Don't make me have to fast you up, nigga I fix you 

The young lady wanna come with me, let her through 

There's no need to grab her arm like that, stop resisting 

You're fighting, wasting all our time, you embarrassing 

Your own self, look at you now 

Stretched out staring up at the twilight, security bound 

You took my cavalier attitude for being a bluff 

I took your woman, she gave me gratitude in the truck 

She want this legendary dick in her life, I got that glow 

Street credit score A-1, like you ain't know 

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