Party Over lyrics

Artist  : Mobb Deep 
Song : Party Over



 Send "Party Over" Ringtone to your Cell 

  featuring  Big Noyd

Intro/Chorus:

Whatever? Party's over tell the rest of the crew
Yo P, it's on you, what you wanna do?
*repeat x3*

Verse 1: Prodigy, Havoc

Every day of my life since 11-2-74
on the street makin non-stop CREAM galore
Packin heat, stickin up weed stores and more
Collectin interest off of extortions to settle my
score
It gets deeper when things get real
I'm down to stickin out West Bank for my mill
And I'm from Hampstead, it's close to the shacks
of Park South
Well I'll be outside slingin, you're always high
And don't come around to the crossroads of life
We're to the death, you and me, this beef for
eternity
I'm goin out to the fullest extent
So far into my troubles it's hard for me to get
back
to my everyday self and composure
Catch you when you open then I bring you to a
closure
Put ice on a razor and freeze ya when ya shelter
I went for ya grill but you dent from my
*?rolder?*
I know this kid who says he knows ya because of
that
Now I know where ya lay ya hat at and that's that
Say no more, I put it on you while you was
yawning
Murder without warning the very next morning

Once we step thru the door, party over, that's
the endin
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead
men
Bump me and I'll bump you back
You ain't tough black, niggas like you just get
their life jacked
But I'ma cool nigga til you push me thru the
limit
But try ta play me and ya as* I get up all in it
Don't try to cop please now son, it's dead and
done
(I gave you fair warning) So run and get your
guns
It's on, time to show em how I perform
My attitude'll transform, leave you dead plus
wrong
Gettin the flow within, representin for Queens
Shit is real, why you hopin that it's all a dream
But you can't wake up, wettin a chest you bless
Chokin off your own blood, don't blame me you
brought your own death

Chorus:

Aiyo Noyd, it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you wanna do?
Whatever? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew

Verse 2: Big Noyd, Prodigy

My beeper kept beepin, the other numbers started
leakin
'Who is this on my mind?' I was thinkin
Then I realised it was my dun playin 911
Once I seen the numbers I ran for the f**kin guns
My dun in trouble, I be there on the double
I jumped up in the bubble, yo kid where are you?
(1-14 between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)
 
This happened just right out the blue
Aiyo dun, f**k that bit*h, tell her get off your
dick
(But she's cryin and she says she has feelins and
shit)
Yo it's a settup, them niggas got me fed up
Ty stay in the buildin, if they move f**kin buck
em
Get up off the scene, you know what I mean?
and hide yourself down with them other f**kin
sixteen
Glock and get off they block
Then I hung up the cellular, ready to rock
and it's on

Yo, you get deaded in the streets, kid set it
You gots no credit, fool you get wetted
up with the semi-auto Mac double, love it
'Did he shoot eleven or twelve?' is what he
wondered
Nigga I got one more shot, you must be drinkin
Put the heater to his head, watch him start
blinkin
'Am I goin to heaven or hell?' is what he's
thinkin
Switch to a bit*h as his life start sinkin
down to a level of no return
Pull out the heat cos when the slugs hit it
definitely burns
Now chill and think about your life for real
Every member of my crew is livin life for real
Got your self f**ked into somethin that you
couldn't finish
Up against the fulliest squad and get diminished
I'm from Q-U-E another E-N-S
So why you small tough talk? I'm not impressed
If I seen you in the Bridge, I'd make you undress
give up the money, the polo especially the Guess

Chorus:

Big Noyd! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Havoc! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Black Ice! Party's over, tell the rest of the
crew
Queensbridge! Party's over, tell the rest of the
crew
The Big Twins! Party's over, tell the rest of the
crew
Ty! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Yo Black! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
My man Killer! Party's over, tell the rest of the
crew
Germ! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karate Joe! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Ron Gotti! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Karl Capone! Party's over, tell the rest of the
crew
Rasheim! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Stobo! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Tena! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Skins! It's over, tell the rest of the crew
And the whole f**kin projects! It's over, tell
the rest of the crew
It's over, tell the rest of the crew
It's over, tell the rest of the crew
Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
Party's over, tell the rest of the crew
The motherf**kin party's over, tell the rest of
the crew

Outro:

Get that nappy up
Yo get that nappy up
Son get that nappy up
Queens get that nappy up
Yo get that nappy up
*talkin to fade*