Chords for Mobb Deep - Rare Species (59th Street Bridge Remix)

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_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ Yo, [G#] however do you want, however do you need, P.
[C#] Mo' Mo' bring it back to life, back to [C] reality.
You walk a fine line, playing with mine.
The [C#] greatest story ever told and rhymed.
We climb max in [Cm] 95.
With them abroad raps, it's not up to [C#] skin or y'all cats to lie.
[Fm] Take your time, don't rush the clock.
Infamous [Cm] rock for good [C#] years past.
Like my thumbs on lock, holding the pot [C] down slow.
Or the chivalry spoon feeding [C#] these starving asses.
[G] Catching shakes fiendishly.
[C] I'll pull in this, word of strangeness.
Private [C#] recordiness, of course kids keeping they sights upon it.
[C] Exclusiveness, like some type of kicks.
They got the stank [C#] Vic, hook up after grown [G] man in mock lit.
[C] He get charged with insent to kick that [C#] booze.
Welcome to the legend, it's Hoops.
Yo, [Fm] we the band for the operation.
You know the M [C#].O.V.B.s, warrior style, rare species.
[Fm] Catch us on your clock on your widescreen [C#] TVs.
With Jones beatin' overseas.
We're over [Fm] there, it's right back to the beats.
[C#] Longevity in all the [G] great grand seas.
[C] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ Yo, [C] for my Cuban C, the urns are [G] so real.
We hold it down, [C#] you was yours, [G] we was ours.
Since then the firm ground, [Fm] pass the Dutchie while I.
Ain't do the handy dinky, [C#] it never catch me sleeping.
Stay on top of this [Cm] properly, I know they watchin' me.
If not, then properly.
[C#] Waiting for [G] a damn war, scheming on [C] my property.
We got the [Fm] remedy, let em get a little cold.
Let em [C#] smell the tree smoke, hit em with a blower.
Let nobody [G] know it's snakes in the grass.
You gotta watch where you're moving [C#] son.
Tide's get low, don't ever run with the crowd [C] son.
Stick it move, you hear me?
And that's the way [C#] we rock it.
The only way to live, if you really think [C] about it.
Every move [G] is humble with precision.
[C#] Give it thought, decisions.
And my whole clique see the [G#] same vision.
41st till I delete the [C#] part.
Till then, I'll be someone getting bent up in a [C] dance.
In the gym, why you should cat just pretend [C#] to be.
[G] Something that you're not and that's not good my [C] friend.
On the personal, I [Fm] ain't even feeling your cash.
[C#] Don't even acknowledge the fact that you're weak.
Rap [G#] to us, caps at.
On the reg, laugh at.
Son, [C#] you know we passed that.
Hear [G] the matter here, cause you can [E] have that.
Four pounds, [G] stumbled off grounds.
Fire off [C#] many a rounds.
I heard return [G#] fire, 3% of you times.
Your dog is wild, acting like [C#] girls.
You're feminine, we're handling guns.
[Fm] You can run and take the window, son.
Or feel a [C#] tight one, we grip all stripes.
[G] Dun dun, without a [C] fight stump.
We keep the outs, don't let pop innings.
[C#] We twist and pop Henny.
Getting wet on the [C] deli.
And pins get [G] Jimmy turning max fully.
[C#] Now they banded, caught [G] red handed.
And got [Fm] remanded for it.
A 1 to 3 for VOP and [C#] NCCV.
And sent me on a hug tour of state [C] facilities.
What could I do but sneak burn a tree?
[C#] Or tobacco leaf?
And [G] wait until my time serving [C] get released.
Back on the streets, I seen some old drama.
[C#] I still hold heat, to send your ass straight to trauma.
[C] These kids started grinning like they ready and willing.
[C#] I gave them exactly [G] no time.
And switched [C] feelings, pulled out.
Some old man, look out, commenced a [C#] warfare.
And rocked these to sleep like this here.
[C] 72 like as if I was back on the tier.
[C#] Hours up, thinking [G] how I'ma tear.
They ass [Fm] up out the basket.
Belligerent glasses, I'm [C#] bashing.
No knowledge of the man or his action.
The [Fm] class now is in session.
Soldier boy today's [C#] aim is.
Never show you [G] eatin', don't flame it.
[Fm] Flamin' life, we're the man who lives by the sword.
[C#] And dies naturally against all karma and [C] laws.
What?
Speed on to get peed [C#] on. _ _
Yo, we the men for the operation.
You know the M.O..V.B.'s. Warriors, staff, grand [Fm] species. Catch us on your block or on your widescreen [C#] TV's. From Joan of Beats overseas. From [Fm] over there, it's right back to the beets. [C#] We're devanese to all the great grand sees. [C] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
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