Katch 26

Artist: Prodigy
Song Name: Superstars
Typed by Katch 26

hook:
superstars doing 200 in they super cars,
cops stop them they dont care
cause they got millions, in they underwears,
when they die they cremate dem
and spread they ashes all through queensbridge,
at the end of the day they did it the best
theres no competion, nigga no contest,

verse 1:
dont be surprized muthafucka im back for ya head,
you thought ya'll was gonna get away wid that shit,
nigga the price is death and its time to pay,
catch you in queensbridge we gon' bomb ya V
catch you in brooklyn we gon'leave you in the streets
if we catch you in the bronx we gon' show you whats beef,
while you niggas start me im killin' yo flow,
we dont like yo shit no more,
come thru the hood wid that suit,
we gon' rip off ya sleeves,
runnin wid my enemies you gon pay penalties,
had the lil kids fucked up thinkin you hot,
til we ran you off the block,
now they see that you not,
ive been patiently waiting so long for the day,
to be above these niggas and rub it in they face, yeah
ya rain is over ya whole squad thru
the only power house is the G-Unit crew


hook:
The Infamous Mobb deep superstars doing 200 in they super cars,
cops stop them they dont care
cause they got millions, in they underwears,
when they die they cremate dem
and spread they ashes all through queensbridge,
at the end of the day they did it the best
theres no competion, nigga no contest,


verse 2:

dont be scared now nigga im back for ya soul,
the only thing new about newyork is we own it,
p-diddy had the key to the city for years
til my niggas took power and took dem shits,
niggas mad cause they cant blackball my name,
i'll have jimmy iovine on the phone wid ya bank,
put a freeze on ya cheese and ya new cds
nigga im a true player and you just a piece
on the chess board i'll decide ya next move
i say who dont get sacrificed and who do,
when i speak on god errybody gets scared,
but i gotta tight bomb wid da creater upstairs
and if i dont fear that then why would i fear you
they aint no love you bitch ass nigga i'll kill you,
run up on you wid a hand cannon
and put these lead balls thru ya bucannon,
but its all faggot niggas,
lookin for love they mommas boys,
nigga we outside playin wid these big boys toys,
machine gunz ya team runs
nuttin but they legs rest in peace pun


hook:
The Infamous Mobb deep superstars doing 200 in they super cars,
cops stop them they dont care
cause they got bulletproof underwears,
when they die they cremate dem
and spread they ashes all through queensbridge,
at the end of the day they did it the best
theres no competion, nigga no contest,


(prodigy talkin:)

none they cant fuck wid us son
we got this shit on smash my nigga you heard
all you bitchass niggas run up on me
nigga is you crazy i got armoured everything
armoured shirts, armoured trucks, armoured ferraris,
rocket launchers, knifes, bats, gunz,
all that shit nigga, u get real fucked up over here you heard
rest in peace e money bags, stretch, scarface, killa, yammy
all my niggas man see you when i get there you heard,
yeah its mvp, opp, rip, what eva u choose to call me man its all good man
its all the same to me man you heard straight like dat its that mobb shit nigga,
hollywood what up nigga,
50 what up my nigga
its the unit nigga
infamous 40, nyce, the whole gang,
so you know we everywhere on the map cali, L.A, new york, down south,
mid west, chi town, over seas, bout to take me a flight to paris real quick,
get some of that colourful money over there man you know what im sayin,
bring that back(to fade)

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