[Havoc] Yeah Another banger You can feel me if you don't, you don't I'll feed you to the dogs like a bitch I boned My only concern is for the cash I
my nigga Kayslay Sex, drugs, money, and murder all day It's rules, guidlines, and codes, we obey Don't even trip, IMD it's that I claim Infamous Mobb Deep
built to last get back, move back, this is that smash this is that murder you niggas get bucked your image gets shattered your bitches get fucked we Mobb Deep
How you not gonna show face after that stunt At rap's only awards and you ain't show up You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed By these black Mobb
snitch, Fuck them, buck more shots, get out that bitch Cribs is found, careful when the kids is out Torch your house, stalk your kin, bitches and friends It get deeper than deep
(Havoc) Girl I know you love a thug be wildin' Smack flames out a nigga and I got you smilin' The way I cut a nigga every which way but loose A blood
I go hard for the button Hit my cell, I'ma take you out to eat And kill any misconception that you got of Mobb Deep Throw that bug in ya ear, and it's
And now i'm focusing clear when i copp that Fuck getting clapped, it be more like applause Since they tellin' like broads, might as well be the Mobb The
on any mothafucka that grin trust me, it's not like that, it's not what you thought you'll be like "P shot me and bounced in the Porsche" on some real live Mobb
[Havoc] Yo, It's like this man, It's real simple If my nigga was my nigga like I thought he was Would he have snitched, hung me out the dry to fuck
gone Fake niggas stunt like their really that strong You really that bitch nigga pussy, thongs P that nigga that will break your jaw You get jumped by a mobb
Buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga Die my nigga All y'all niggaz...my gats spittin' [Verse Two: Infamous Mobb] Aiyo
cielings jumpin' out my bed, wall to wall marble and pillars livin' like the pharoah Tut, I'm blessed with life so I breathe deep and give praise to
day he layin' me down to rest (You dead, you dead) When I'm in this world Just pray for me (you can't stop it) [Prodigy] The Invicible infamous Mobb Deep
[Verse One: Havoc] Why the fuck did your your ass have to go and get knocked now you got me on the phone, straight talkin' to the cops tryin' to verify
f/ Ronald Isley (Ronald Isley singing throughout song) [Prodigy and Havoc talking] Yeah yeah Know what I'm sayin' Straight burn biscuits baby Yeah,
Havoc: nigga Sometimes I feel I got to get away For these streets like a fein for crack but pullin me back Its real got a nigga goin (ooh ooh) cuz no
Yeah, yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Straight burn biscuits, baby Yeah, give it to 'em raw, uncut Turn them headphones up No doubt son, no problem Creepin
