Lyrics:
Mobb Deep Free Agents The Murda Mixtape Bonus Disc

[Verse One: Twin Gambino] It's the B-I-G, T-W-I-N-S - and Queensbridge is where we rep For holding techs, mack nine, four pounds and shotties You don

shoot em'up And murder the man I shed they eye lids from violence nigga you see you wilden Your team against my team there ain't no challenge Niggaz know we mobben

need that, it's happenin' to take me to the top [Prodigy] They must be jokin' niggas get they face peeled open Guns we unload em, Mobb fixtured omen

t rough, ain't built for war they frontin they thuggin, and ain't that at all me and my dawgs is R, A, W...RAW and will murder (Murder).. A, double L... (

doing bids [Prodigy of Mobb Deep verse] Thun we'll stop your shine, we Queens niggas Plus my Bed-Stuy niggas will shoot up your medinas We the black entrepenuers we the black mobb

[Prodigy] Gangsta, yeah nigga you know (you know) Yeah.. that's right yeah this for all my Mobb niggas right here You know(gangsta shit! nigga gangsta

I flow Keep doing that shit, they gots to go Infamous Mobb gots to blow, pounds of dro' Makin' all the shorties, gettin' down on the floor From that Murda

tracks . . . Our life and network of sippin' bourbon and Cognac First version observing the stocks and bonds we stack Thug chronicles these are the days of Don G Rap [Havoc] Wit' murder

doubting you My raps steady pounding you, we drowning you with Infamous The IM3 continuous, we livin' it, I speak from experience He's driven it, we M-O-B-B, QB, Murda