Get Away - Mobb Deep (Prodigy and Havoc)

Sometimes I feel I got to (get away)
For these streets like a fein for crack
But pullin me back
Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cause no matter drama or gossip
My heart is your hood my dogs niggas I rock with (get away)
Before you get clapped put the tougnes to two loose have everybody on the corner goin (ooh ooh)
Holdin they mouth shock as fuck I just had to air that boy out (get away)
And now theres blood on my tims snitches callin 1 800 crime stoppers
When they see me they like (ooh ooh)
Cuz they want that thousand dollars
And not only that police will die to catch a fucking collar (get away)
And I'm out of here ain't no telling when I be back
Get rid of this gat
Dog you know I flew (ooh ooh) hell out of dodge
Nigga bout this paper ain't no time to be sitting behind bars
I got to get away but fuck that never let a nigga take me out of my zone
If he tryin to blown it go
(ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted
Queens nigga grimey retarted
You know