Loyalty Over Love

Big Twins, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, DJ B. Original

(Big Twins shouting out)

Queensbridge nigga, what up, what up
Run this shit man

Big Twins

I come from a place they love static
And little kids playing
Around with automatics
Them niggas on molly they all faggots
What happened to the hood
They picked up bad habit's
Watch Twin work his magic
If I don't get what I want I start clappin'
(blauw) workin' on my third passport
Spend most of time in and out of airports
Trying to get this money, time runnin' out
Fuck what they say I got my own mind
And we looking good you see the kids shine
Plan executed just perfected
Been around the world so they
Can see me in person
Feel the energy this shit can
Light a whole town
Loyalty over love that's how we get down
If you step in my circle
You feel the full pound

Big Twins

Plan executed just perfected
I've been around the world so you
Can see me in person
Feel the energy this shit can
Light a whole town
Loyalty over love that's how we get down

Prodigy

Yo listen fuck your love nigga where was
You when bullets flew
Where was you when niggas came for me - who?
Wanna play life and death with
This dirty young veteran
I got a stranglehold on
These cold metal weapons
I got a thing for violence and fear I feed of
What's that I smell pussy
Potraitin' like a dog
Niggas really angry they can't
Handle my force i handle bars like life
Is and motorcross bikers
They can't stand the fact that
I live what I write
Plus can't stand to see me
At where they wanna be
Bitches wanna ride up and down like a see-saw
Maybe it's be-cause I was fly be-fore
The Infamous rap catalogue I shine
More bright than the Sun and
More sparkling than a diamond
I ain't scared of no shit everybody gotta go
At some point let a nigga rap, let us enjoy

Big Twins

Plan executed just perfected
I've been around the world so you
Can see me in person
Feel the energy this shit can
Light a whole town
Loyalty over love that's how we get down

Big Twins

Oh, beef I never dead it
You heard shots in my hood I got the credit
Feds all over my back askin' me questions
You won't hear shit from
Me so keep steppin'
Try to keep it real with my message
People fuck with my songs that's a blessing
(Good lookin', good looking')
I feel bigger than Bill Gates in my head
But the money really hold weight
Fake love people never really cared thun
Tie the nigga up
Roast him with the flare gun
From the slums will 1 third make it out
The rest is fucked up they
Must've went the wrong route
Pay attention to your every move
We in this game to win
We're not supposed to lose
Big Twin got the hood rules
Just listen to me I take you to the moon

Big Twins

Plan executed just perfected
I've been around the world so you
Can see me in person
Feel the energy this shit can
Light a whole town
Loyalty over love that's how we get down

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