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Mobb Deep - Tahj Mahal Lyrics



Mobb Deep - Tahj Mahal Lyrics
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[ Featuring The Alchemist ]

Word, man
Tryna get the f*ck up out of here tonight, man
Word, P
Call up the peoples, man
Call everybody up, man
Let's get the f*ck up out of here, let's serve some crack
7 P.M., and I just woke up
8 P.M., in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
I hit the hundred-dollar slot machine for thirty thousand
My wife hit the roulette wheel for five thousand
(The money frontin' niggas get to see)
Then we hit the club, blackberry of Moe' and bottles of bubb
Now, live on stage for you to see
The head nigga in charge, the one and only
Check me, havin' fun with it 'til I'm done with it
And me and Mrs. P hit the hotel suite
From the city that never sleep, we take power naps
From the borough that sold the most albums in rap (in Queens)
We last the longest, run laps around your strongest
Top shotta, ran out of steam but tried his hardest, look
7 P.M., and I just woke up
8 P.M., in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
And pray to God I don't go to give my shooters a call
I remember vividly when them Ruger's went off
We was in the distant land, throwin' mad bands
Comfortable around the killers now the blood is on our hands
Outran poverty, but shit like this
Opposite of progress, and put your life at risk
Want to roll the dice? It's the flick of the wrist
Metaphorically, your finger, and you gotta be quick with the trigger
Niggas mad the bitches on my dick
And I don't gotta get fly, I was born like this
Around 2 P.M., all you heard was sirens
Got the f*ck up out of there because the temperature's risin'
Queensbridge niggas be wildin'
And not too many others you can bring around 'em
I bring 'em anywhere 'cause you know it's a wrap
Thought we was laid back, give me mines for that (what?)
7 P.M. and I just woke up
8 P.M. in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
(Doo-doo)
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English

Word, man
Tryna get the f*ck up out of here tonight, man
Word, P
Call up the peoples, man
Call everybody up, man
Let's get the f*ck up out of here, let's serve some crack
7 P.M., and I just woke up
8 P.M., in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
I hit the hundred-dollar slot machine for thirty thousand
My wife hit the roulette wheel for five thousand
(The money frontin' niggas get to see)
Then we hit the club, blackberry of Moe' and bottles of bubb
Now, live on stage for you to see
The head nigga in charge, the one and only
Check me, havin' fun with it 'til I'm done with it
And me and Mrs. P hit the hotel suite
From the city that never sleep, we take power naps
From the borough that sold the most albums in rap (in Queens)
We last the longest, run laps around your strongest
Top shotta, ran out of steam but tried his hardest, look
7 P.M., and I just woke up
8 P.M., in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
And pray to God I don't go to give my shooters a call
I remember vividly when them Ruger's went off
We was in the distant land, throwin' mad bands
Comfortable around the killers now the blood is on our hands
Outran poverty, but shit like this
Opposite of progress, and put your life at risk
Want to roll the dice? It's the flick of the wrist
Metaphorically, your finger, and you gotta be quick with the trigger
Niggas mad the bitches on my dick
And I don't gotta get fly, I was born like this
Around 2 P.M., all you heard was sirens
Got the f*ck up out of there because the temperature's risin'
Queensbridge niggas be wildin'
And not too many others you can bring around 'em
I bring 'em anywhere 'cause you know it's a wrap
Thought we was laid back, give me mines for that (what?)
7 P.M. and I just woke up
8 P.M. in my bulletproof truck
9 P.M., scooped The Alchemist
And thirty more niggas, meet me in Queensbridge (doo-doo)
10 P.M., we drove to AC
Midnight on the dot, we parked the Vs
Then we went up in the Taj Mahal
Hit the crap table, blackjack table, and all
(Doo-doo)
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Writer: Albert J. Johnson, Alan Maman, Kejuan Waliek Muchita
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed by: Mobb Deep
Featuring: The Alchemist
Language: English
Length: 3:37
Written by: Albert J. Johnson, Alan Maman, Kejuan Waliek Muchita
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