Keep It Thoro - Mobb Deep

Lyrics by：Albert Johnson/Alan Maman

Composed by：Albert Johnson/Alan Maman

Oh y'all n***as killer now oh word

Catch you 'comin out your F**kin crib n***a

Yeah catch a F**kin bullet n***a

Ayo I break bread ribs hundred dollar bills

Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels

Write a book full of medicine and generate mills

Tour the album only for more sales

We used to catch those on the block with crills

Now it's paid shows promoters post up bills

Sign dems only if the math is real

If you can't match numbers then

OYu can't have the Head N***a In Charge

And s**t live n***a rhymes artist

Pardon P dub shines regardless

Remorseless haunt n***as like poltergeists

My advice 'fore you get like that is think twice

'Fore you move on it put jewels on it who want it

Loose n***as make the news when we start formin'

Snatch stripes off a n***a's uniform often

Doin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdiction

Why n***as bulls**t on the grill

I don't f**k around dunny this move's real

I Keep it Thoro n***a

Yo let me back up for 'em lemme back up yo yo

Why n***as bulls**t on the grill

I don't f**k around dunny this move's real

I gave birth to your whole style and feel

How do it feel to hold my dick in public

Cock blower duplicate rap cloner

It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo

I smack n***as like you smash n***as by the tools

Grab n***as by the throat show 'n' prove

Rhymes cocky crazy ill mad rowdy

Did a buck off of my s**t and wrapped your outtie

Tempermental I snap quick very touchy

Ayo my attitude is all f**ked up and real shitty

I rap like no one out there can f**k wit me

You feel different n***as see me

I throw a TV at you crazy b***hes say P you crazy

A Pain in Da A*s nah but F**k you Pay me

I'm no shorty n***a I stop your glory

I'm a thorough street n***a for real you just applaud me

Avoid P man take your baby mom's advice

I'm nothing sweet ill with the guns you pay the price

When you see me in the streets soldier salute me

You just a groupie oh you gangsta then shoot me

Who gives a f**k really

I miss my n***a Twin kill me

So I can join the rest of

My falls up in the heavens

You rap n***as make me laugh y'all crazy a*s

And I don't give a f**k what

You sold that s**t is trash

Bang this 'cause

I gurantee that you bought it

Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus

I Keep it Thoro n***a