How It Goes

Album cover art for "How It Goes" by The Alchemist & Mobb Deep & Chinky

The Alchemist & Mobb Deep & Chinky - Rap, East Coast Rap

How It Goes

2 Plays

Duration: 2:42

Lyrics

[Intro: Havoc] Yeah, come on Life, yeah It's real, yeah, come on It go down, yo [Verse 1: Havoc] Who the fuck said life was like a bowl of cherries? My life was like every year somebody buried, yeah My youth hurt me, ice cold from it all (From it all) My vision blurry, couldn't see past the corner store If you from that hood, I ain't gotta say no more Summer job, first paycheck, copped raw Quit the summer job, fuck that, these jumbs gettin' off And grandmoms flippin' when she saw the new cloths (Yeah) I'm walkin' with a knot, every day, new drawers Who could pump over here, who couldn't, them hood wars A basehead came through with some Army gats Half-price with the serial scratched And life was hard, anything easy wasn't worth havin' Money aside for re-up, now we in the kitchen baggin' (Yeah) Pot on the floor make for the perfect cookie Y'all don't know nothin' 'bout them real Champion hoodies [Interlude: Prodigy] "God forgive me" "Livin' wild inside of New York state" [Chorus: Chinky] This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough When the streets get hot at night They be huggin' them blocks On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night ("Livin' wild") This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough When the streets get hot at night They be huggin' them blocks On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night [Verse 2: Prodigy] Ayo, see, we gon' do the right thing, and get this money like Vikings We animals about paper, it's real frightening We cannibals for dead presidents 'cause we like it Watch us caveman your women, and she like it Never stop gettin' that scratch, I'm clickin' while I rip The Virgin close at 2 a.m. in New York, kid We gettin' Internet money 24 hours a day Overseas cheese, different shapes of the chips Change in emissions on exotic whips You gotta feel the ignition on his Honda, it's a trip We come on home with Mercedes dirt bikes, that's two stroke Those is race bikes, y'all niggas don't even know We grew up on rap, it spoon-fed us slow But the real world shoved the streets down our throat We grew up on guns with the silencer potatoes Now we only want the green with the zeroes [Interlude: Prodigy] "Mobb Deep and all that" "Livin' wild inside of New York state" [Chorus: Chinky] This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough When the streets get hot at night They be huggin' them blocks On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night ("Livin' wild") This is how it all go, when you headline shows And you M-O-B-B for life Been around the world more than twice And it's on me all my life [Outro: Chinky] And I'm still shinin' Let me see if I've got this right

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Credits

Writers
  • Havoc
  • Prodigy
  • Chinky
  • The Alchemist