U.s.a. (aiight Then) [album Version] Lyrics - Mobb Deep

Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b 

And my out of state niggas reppin NYC 

To my duns up in the clink stuck in the thing 

For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight 

For young lords livin like old time kings 

And old timers puttin young bloods on them things 

Just a lil something for ya block to sing 

Can you relate? 

Do you feel me? 

Aiight then 

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Mind like the dutch 

Flow wit her backwards 

Couldn't clear my style like Anita Baker Rapture 

Frature 

Cry now laugh later 

We assist and compute data 

On ya IBM 

Dime bitches I be eyein them 

Shoot me down a hundred times 

Still come up wit new rhymes 

Rec exects dont like me 

Come up with new rhymes 

See you want it and you give a push for all mankind 

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Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b 

And my out of state niggas reppin NYC 

To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think 

For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight 

For young lords livin like old time kings 

And old timers puttin young bloods on them things 

Just a lil something for ya block to sing 

Can you relate? 

Do you feel me? 

Aiight then 

Mike Tyson style 

Animal duns 

We live wild 

Too many ways to die 

We alive for now 

We cross borders 

Take the guns along with us 

Defend imfamous to the fullest 

Protect my duns that came with me 

They move with me 

Its risky 

For you to try to approach the god shiftly 

We all gorgeous 

The most fly 

The illest 

Its amazing what my mens do to ya bitches 

While you bearin witness 

We handelin ya chick b'ness (business) 

Thuggin out druggin out ya know the dealins 

Picture you dead and in the raw 

Flippin 2 not ready for what you and 

Moms already missin you 

Old fool from the old school 

You 36 

I been doin this since niggas sellin nicks 

Gettin head from tricks 

Takin shorts for kicks 

Niggaz mad ain't tell them where the stash was at 

If she a dime baby moms 

Know we baggin' that 

Smack em with the gat 

(what) React that 

Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b 

And my out of state niggas reppin NYC 

To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think 

For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight 

For young lords livin like old time kings 

And old timers puttin young bloods on them things 

Just a lil something for ya block to sing 

Can you relate? 

Do you feel me? 

Aiight then 

And to my fifth ward clique (how you like this) 

And to my dirty south thugs (how you like this) 

And to my westside niggas (yes you like this) 

And to my Chi-town gangstas keep thuggin it 

Connect the dots 

Merge with many a block 

My porto rock representitives blow plenty of shots 

Its love sincerely 

Even my heart 

For those that relate to this here song 

Thug of the age yo 

Have you noddin off like good dope 

And if the good then go regardless 

Finish it when you want to start shit 

Turn the body into carcus 

Handle mines regardless 

Eh yo this ones for all my m o b b 

And my out of state niggas reppin NYC 

To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think 

For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight 

For young lords livin like old time kings 

And old timers puttin young bloods on them things 

Just a lil something for ya block to sing 

Can you relate? 

Do you feel me? 

Aiight then 

And for my midwest terrorists rock this 

For my New Orleans team they cant stop us 

And to my Little Rock clique y'all is heartless 

This for my Beantown dogs in the life is 

From Seattle to ping houses 

Unified States of America lets get it right shit