U.S.A. (Aiight Then) - Mobb Deep

Eh yo this ones for all my M.O.B.B

And my out of state niggas reppin NYC

To my duns up in the clink stuck in the bing

For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight

For young lords livin like old time kings

And old timers puttin young bloods on them things

Just a little something for ya block to sing

Can you relate?

Do you feel me?

Aiight then

Mind like the dutch, forward or backwards

Couldn’t clear my style like Anita Baker «Rapture»

Fracture, cry now laugh later

We assist and compute data, On ya IBM

Dime bitches I be eyein them

Shoot me down a hundred times

Still come up wit new lines

Rec exects dont like me

Come up with new rhymes

See you on the edge and give a push for all mankind

Hook

Mike Tyson style, animal dunns, we live wild

Too many ways to die, we alive for now

We cross borders, take the guns along with us

Defend infamous to the fullest

Protect my dunns that came with me, they move with me

Its risky for you to try to approach the god shifty

We all gorgeous, the most fly, the illest

Its amazing what my Benz do to ya bitches

While you bearin witness, we handlin' ya chick bidness

Thug her out, dug her out, you know the dealings

Picture you dead and in the raw

Flippin 2 not ready for what you and

Moms already missin you

Old fool from the old school

You thirty-six, I been doin this since niggas selling nic’s

Gettin head from tricks

Takin shorts for kicks

Niggas mad ain’t tell them where the stash was at

If she a dime baby moms

Dun be baggin' that

Smack em with the gat

(what) React that

Hook

And to my fifth ward clique (how you like this)

And to my dirty south thugs (how you like this)

And to my westside niggas (let's unite this)

And to my Chi-town gangstas keep thuggin it

Prodigy:

Connect the dots

Merge with many a block

My porto rock representitives blow plenty of shots

It’s love sincerely

Deep in my heart

For those that relate to this here song

Havoc:

Lovin' the angel

Have you noddin' off like good dope

And if the nappy good, then bolt regardless

Finish it when you want to start shit

Turn the body into carcass

Handle mines regardless

Hook

And for my midwest terrorists rock this

For my New Orleans team they can’t stop us

And to my Little Rock kitka that’s heartless

This for my Beantown dogs and the lifers

From Seattle to pink houses

The Unified States of America, let’s get it right, shit