Dog Shit Lyrics - Mobb Deep

[Hook] 

Dog shit, I shit you not 

You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me 

Dog shit, listen to me good 

We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood 

[Verse 1 - Havoc] 

I'm the epitome slimeball, f-ck up out my eyesight 

F-ck is on your brain dog shit, I'm not the clown type 

Die 'fore I let a n-gga play me, like I'm baby shit 

Dog shit, you def dumb or blind, I'm the craziest 

Most Infamous outta NY, jealous of my shine, the truth is in your eyes 

You wanna be down, I might allow you to work for me 

The keywords: "work for me", I put your ass in surgery 

Ever step outta line, forget who boat you ride 

Forget who train you ride 

Forget who flag you fly 

Read the name on it, Mobb deep 

P and Hav' run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if it call for it 

A thousand n-ggas couldn't stop me once I get to going 

You can have a nation of millions, still wouldn't hold me back 

Still wouldn't be leathal as Bun B the Mac 

Matter fact... 

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[Hook] 

Dog shit, I shit you not 

You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me 

Dog shit, listen to me good 

We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood 

[Verse 2 - Prodigy] 

Once we get it goings team running over them 

Drunk off the drama, aint no way you can sober them 

F-ck outta here, you outta so left 

Slugs leave a n-gga open like a coke sniff 

You nah music, got these n-ggas into dope fiends 

No intervention could get them off the OD 

Grand goon, all my fans, you seen loyal 

Dedicated in the cut, wait weeks for you 

And when they finally discover you 

They gon need a dental record, you've been dead a month or two 

Post mortem, shirvelled up, how dare us 

We penalise traitors and only hail trust 

Inhale piff and guzzle white liquor 

I dont know you, you don't know me, you's a lie, n-gga 

I can see the tears in ya eye, you aint see nothing till you seen a grown man cry 

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[Hook] 

[Verse 3 - Nas] 

Yo, every gang, every hood's in my veins 

It's my thing, it's real, I'm in tune 

I chill like the cold side of the moon 

Silence you dudes like an empty room 

Empty out with silencers 

You get murdered like how it was in a saloon 

Anastasia that is 

Haters can't live, talkin about they putting 8 in my wig 

I got my dollars up, try ya luck, you die, no trial for us 

Court appointed lawyers as foul as f-ck and I'm too fly 

Cause when you're locked in prison, you're clock stop ticking 

Now, you came home, the same age you went in 

Mentality wise, get iller when boxed in 

Fresh home, and right up top, you get it poppin 

Freedom is a vitue, n-ggas hanging way past they parole curfew 

Blwoing on that purple, know my street ties, beef wise 

I let three fly over ya head, Welcome home P 

Let gets get this bread, Dog shit 

[Hook]