Give It Up Fast (feat. Nas & Big Noyd)

Got out the airport, the Mobb picked me up in the truck

Jewelry chunky like, fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck

So what's the deal, Papi? You heard the Feds almost got me?

I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby

Negotiating like Illuminati, network with catch-a-body experts

In retrospect to the foul connect

When I lost, but back then was my fault

Now it's time to floss, eye for a eye, what's mine is yours

I need a suite with the flowers complimentary at Trump Towers

Sit at the table, we can build for hours

On getting rich, it's a cinch, take a glimpse

"The World Is Yours" written all over the blimps

Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning

With Quaaludes and cream and loads of women rockin' linen

I got a plan to blow to Hiroshima, Japan

Movin' **** out the hood and just divide it with fam

And yo, the bitches, like Gee Money said to his man

Will ride the dick like a horse with the cowboy brand

Give it up fast, quick and not slow

Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough

Son, you know, Mobb Deep is running this shit

QBC, ****, rep your clique

Yo, son, I'm feeling it, opposition want me dead, concealing shit

From gats got me livin', kid, rushin' through my pyramid

You secondary, go against the grain, then you adversary

Had to bury **** on my side, that snitch

Ran his mouth like a bitch, now he's layin' in the ditch

That he dug for himself, on his grave I had to piss

Scud missile, never miss you, hit you

Scratch you off my list, Gemstar rip through

Your mental, deeper, you ain't having it, me neither

It's drama, ain't got time for no breathers

Rapper Noyd make these **** into believers

Yo Noyd, what up with this cat right here, man? Word up

The tough guy screwing me? I guess he got plans to ruin me

He wanted to do me, slowly but surely I peeked his fast ass a bit early

Grabbed him by his wig, his shit was curly

(Put the chrome to his dome) Let him know it's never early

You can slide, before I snatch the heat from his side

Saw the devil in despise by the look in his eyes

He was surprised how I snatched him up

Regulated his gat and backed him up

Stepped to the side, P, blast him up (Yeah, yo)

Cannons erupt, you got strucked up abstrusely

Some rapper **** playing thug tried to approach me (Yo, kill that ****, man)

All I remember was I shot for his throat, G

You see big guns in 3D, it's haunting

It gets deep, fuckin' with these Chinese

Thai weed burnin' my hip from hot gats

Burnin' my lip from roach clips

Catch me on the 40th and Bootlegger, in the AM

These ante meridian cats, insomniacs

Four in the mornin', we throwin' back some Cognac juice

Letting gats loose, the blue van blitz through

D's pissed too, couldn't find the pistol

Aiyo, hopped out the Lexus, holding my necklace

I'm bent off some next shit, gasoline with a kerosene twist

Stumblin', placing my gun right, it's slipped down its caliber

Lookin' for chicks that he can stab now

Numbed up from my fiery cup of hell juice

Some singed nectar, Satan's fountain of youth

Mega action, bitches all around ready to fuck

Big asses, you raw-doggin' shit, pressin' your luck

My pipe game's like a night train

Top speed through your womb-piece

Rated X to say the least

Give up the pussy fast, quick and not slow

(Give it up fast, shawty, word up)

Not going to the 'tel if it ain't a freak show

Son, you know, Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit

QBC, **** rep they clique

Give it up fast, quick and not slow

Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough

Son, you know, Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit

QBC, **** rep they clique