Mobb Deep - Last Days Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh!
You know, it's easy for us, it' harder for them!
Easy for us, uh, yeah!

I'm looking for that next meal ticket [?]
I'm in the kitchen, yeah you see me on my [?]
Dance baby, get that money, I would never knock her!
Cause she reliable and let a nigger [?]
I have the town looking like a [?]
Floody, tsunami, [?] my two hobbies
I'm tired of this way, I need a new bugatti.
You niggers is too [?] listen for the [?]
Already told you what it was when the rhyme started
My hunger is like a [?] this is what it had to offer
Gotta chase the stake and [?]
Like some bitch won't stop until I pop her
Till I pop her to the cash proper.
We're the realest! check your facts, partner!

[Chorus: x2]
Hey yow, it's hot right here for a hustler
No matter what game you're playing, it's getting rougher
They're putting the squeeze on us, times is getting tougher
Yeah, [?] mother f*cker [?] money like it's the last days!

[?] my mouth dries [?] I need this
[?] and I need this
Rap music is my heroin, my [?]
My sex [?] that bitch, come here, I'm horny!
Long strokes of my pen, I get it in
Without this, I would be [?] and stinking!
Niggers wanna shoot me down while I'm flying hot
[?] cause I understand your pain, I was once there
Pockets so broke it made a nigger not care
I swear, I just on that next level of problems
Me and [?] the royce or the [?]
I'm trying figure this out, they gotta be away
To have it all, still show my niggers in the game.
That is one life, one love [?]
[?] I go harder than the pain!

[Chorus: x2]
Hey yow, it's hot right here for a hustler
No matter what game you're playing, it's getting rougher
They're putting the squeeze on us, times is getting tougher
Yeah, [?] mother f*cker [?] money like it's the last days!