My Angel Lyrics - H.n.i.c. 3 - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

(Young P) 

Ayo daddy show these mothafucka's how we do it 

P, P, P, P 

P, P, P, P 

Who holding down NYC huh? 

P, P, P, P 

Yeah, listen 

[Prodigy] 

It don't matter who popping for the moment 

P is forever, it don't matter what's the new hot shit 

My shit better, courtesy of myself, thanks to me 

I've work hard to come with these 

Sixteen's is much more than a rap, this is pure facts 

You see what's really good when you catch him by himself 

Dolly, I leave a fool holy like Jesus Christ 

It's a miracle he still living 

And you could say a whole life time of prayer 

But you never in this lifetime player be the mayor of the murder murder 

Killer killer, bloody rap songs out the slums in the squala 

Made a few dollars, now they say I'm too rich 

I give some to you, now a nigga cool 

Ha, I ain't got two cents for you bums 

Now watch as I burn rubber in the six-huns 

CL made my gun ring a bell 

Where the shots came from they never can tell 

They just here to fire and everybody bails 

One nigga on the ground dying in hell 

Fo'real! 

(Chorus) Prodigy and kids 

A B C D E F G 

H I J K L M O 

P P P P P P P 

And numero uno P 

There's no other 

Kids tell 'em who I be 

A B C D E F G 

H I J K L M O 

P P P P P P P 

The one and only 

H.N.I.C. who holding NYC huh? 

[Prodigy] 

Listen, R.I.P season begins 

Dead bodies popping up, niggas getting hit 

Others getting beat the fuck out and bashed out 

MOP style, they get mashed out 

I razor blade you up and cut you bad 

You gon' need plastic where your face's at 

Boy I'll bullet riddle you up and chop you into parts 

Then scatter you all over the East Coast, kiko 

You're playing with your life 

You play with me you're like a baby running with a knife 

You're upset your wife got my CD in the changer 

And you rap too and she don't bump your bangers 

Your shit wack and then on top 

Your life style don't match the shit you pop 

This is gon' be simple 'cause you're easy 

Like 1 2 3, I do it niggas greasy as... 

(Chorus) Prodigy and kids