Trife Life - Mobb Deep

Lyrics by：Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Michael Henderson

Composed by：Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Michael Henderson

Havoc/Prodigy：

Check it out now

Word up son s**t is ill kid

Nahmsayin'

Bein' that we livin' the motherf**kin' trife life

Still have another day right

It's only right

Let me put you on to what happened son

You ain't gonna believe this s**t

Kick that s**t

Prodigy：

It's just another day drowning my troubles wit' a forty

That's when I got a call from this brown skin shorty

She asked me where's my crew at said we could do whatever

She got a crew too and said that we should get together

I said "Aight just call me back in a hour

So I can take a shower and gather up the manpower"

Then I hung up the horn

And I thought to myself that it might be on

'Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years

Why

Ever since I left the ho lonely in tears

Ain't no telling what her friends putting up in her ears

Ideas of setting me up I'm not trying to hear

Check it out son

So we take the gats for precautions

Plus this trick live in Brooklyn home of the coffin

She might got a whole battalion of Bucktowners

Waiting for us to get up off the train and surround us

Or maybe I'm blowing this s**t out of proportion

But this s**t do happen to n***as very often

So f**k it a n***a gotta do what he meant to

My crew got my back 'f**k the world' is my mental

We put together five soldiers

The b***h called my blood curdled

Told me to meet her on Myrtle

Got to the plaza we're waiting for the G train

We put a plan together just in case the beef came

Now we Bed-Stuy bound

Far from home and on unknown ground

But together we six deep with five heats nothing sweet

First n***a fronting getting lifted off his f**king feet

It took eternity to reached our destination

My heartbeat is racing like a cardiac patient

We finally got to Myrtle outside the train station

I saw not a soul told my peoples to be patient

But hold up that's when a black caravan rolled up

My legs didn't froze up I grabbed my pound

Told my man "Eyes open 'cause it might go down"

Said he don't like the way the s**t is starting to sound

Every angle of the car was smoked out and tinted

So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it

It might have been TNT I wasn't trying to wait and see

We jetted through Marcy 'cause D's ain't bagging me

Word son they got us on the run duns see yo

Check it out check it out check it out yo

Trife life got me thinking like an animal

No doubt no doubt no doubt no doubt yo

What can kill you is what you don't know

Havoc：

OK check it you're on your way to your girl's crib

But the b***h live in the Bridge

You ain't really sweating it

'Cause little do you know the n***as in the Bridge be setting it

You thought you was safe

And tried to walk the back streets without heat

On the 41st Side of 12th Street

The side where n***as don't give a f**k

The side where if you come through fronting

Kid you getting bucked

On your way to apartment 3A

With a phat herringbone let him slide no days

Son get the heat 'cause I'm about to stick him

F**k that s**t yo if that n***a front yo hit him

Aight bet so just hold it down

While I cock back the long three pound

You're upstairs boning not knowing that I'm scheming

Just the right time kid it's twelve in the evening

You're leaving out the building as you kiss your girl goodbye

Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised

"What's going on" as I reply

"Shut the f**k up and don't make this to another homicide"

He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain

Even though I took his life all I wanted was his chain

Come through truck without heat how you figure

When you in the projects keep your fingers on the trigger

But f**k that we juxing

If you got what we like it gets tooken

Put you on your back send you on your way yo good looking

Now we catching a cab to Halsey & Lewis in Brooklyn

Getting tore up from the floor up hit the dress store up

Got the 80 auto in case a n***a wanna roll up

Get your motherf**king s**t swoll up

Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends

Making G's by any means my eyes on my enemies

Sipping Hennessy with my mind on some crime s**t

One-time searching me but never ever find s**t

It's the everyday get the loot then breeze

Though my goal is to leave outta state push ki's

But all this bulls**t holding me down I can't leave

F**k a 9-to-5 I get the loot with ease

Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit figure

I get mines slinging on the corner with my n***as

Pulling the trigger when the drama appears

'Cause a n***a worse enemy is fear

So yo

Check it out check it out check it out yo

Trife life got me thinking like an animal

No doubt no doubt no doubt no doubt yo

What can kill you is what you don't know