Up North Trip: accordi di
Mobb Deep
Mobb Deep

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Tonalità: B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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It all began on the street,
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to the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookings,
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the way things is lookin
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It's Friday, you in for a long stay
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Gettin shackled on the bus
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first thing come Monday
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Hopin in your mind
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you'll be released one day
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But knowin, home is a place
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you're not goin for a long while
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Now you're up on the isle
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In a position that you ain't got to
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refusin to smile
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But keep in mind there's a brighter day,
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after your time spent
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Used to be wild, but locked up,
you can't get bent
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Thought you could hack it,
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now you're requestin P C
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You're fragile, it ain't hard to see
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Niggas like that don't associate with me
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I'd rather get busy to the third degree
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'Cause the wrong population's on infinitely
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If this was the street,
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my razor would be a mac demon
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Hit you up, leave your whole face screamin'
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What you in for kid— bustin nuts?
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Cats heard of me in street stories
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told inside this trap
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Who are you to look at me
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with your eyes like that
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Wisen up young blood,
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before you make things escalate
And I would hate to set
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your crooked ass straight
Chorus 1
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Make your moves at night
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Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
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Runnin from one time,
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ain't no time to slip
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Make one false move and it's a up north trip
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Livin the high life
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Make your moves at night
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Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
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Runnin from one time,
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ain't no time to slip
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Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Verse 2
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You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked
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You talk too much shit,
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you shoulda kept your mouth shut
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All that gossip, motherfucker
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don't you know my Glock kicks
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Hollow tips, to your body, mad toxic
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I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor
Did you a favor,
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tried to wet you but I graze you
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Pop goes the Glock
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when there's beef on the block
Chill for a while
make them think the beef stop
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Then I creep like a thief in the night,
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it's only right
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Ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight
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And if I get caught
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then my ass is up north
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Straight on the course for upstate New York
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Stress, smokin back to back cigarettes
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It popped off, one point in the mess hall
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But to avoid that,
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from head to toe, dipped in all black
Hit them niggas
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where they pump they cracks at
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Havoc, with the murder master plan
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Keep my nine up to par,
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so my shit won't jam
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God forbid if my shit do, run behind a tree
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Fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body
Mainly in your brain tissue
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Witness from the scene,
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get ghost, stash the pistol
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So simple then,
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watch my back, lay up and relax
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Roll a sack, K-A black, find a shorty to tag
Chorus 2
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Livin' the high life
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Make your moves at night
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Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
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Runnin from one time,
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ain't no time to slip
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Make one false move and it's a up north trip
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Livin the high life
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Make your moves at night
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Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
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Runnin from one time,
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ain't no time to slip
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Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Verse 3
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I got the powder,
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combine wit the powder, and water
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It oughta, drop in a half an hour
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In the form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
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Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil
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Then I pause... and ask God why
Did he put me on this Earth,
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just so I could die
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I sit back and build on
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all the things I did wrong
Why I'm still breathin,
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and all my friends gone
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I try not to dwell on the subject
for a while
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Cause I might get stuck
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in this corrupt lifestyle
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But my heart pumps foul blood
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through my arteries
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And I can't turn it back, it's a part of me
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Too late for cryin,
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I'm a grown man strugglin
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To reach the next level of life
without fumblin
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Down to foldin, I got no shoulder
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to lean on but my own
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All alone in this danger zone
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Time waits for no man,
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the streets grow worse
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Fuck the whole world kid,
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my money comes first
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'Cause I'm out for the gusto,
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and trust no body
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If you're not family then you die by me
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Cause niggas will have you locked up
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the snitch'll be your man
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Givin police the run down on your plans
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We're never goin down like that
So I... shut my mouth
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and hold my words back
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Illegal business, forever mine,
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fuck payin taxes
The last kid that shitted
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and gave police access
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To my blueprints, used names as evidence
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Skipped town and I haven't seen
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the snitch nigga ever since
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The moral of the story
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is easy to figure out
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A lesson that you can't live without
Chorus 3
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Livin the high life
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Make your moves at night
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Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
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Runnin from one time,
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ain't no time to slip
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Make one false move and it's a up north trip
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Livin the high life

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