Mobb Deep

Prodigy
yo! we so crazy we shoot niggas right then and there if you try to play me my whole
attitude is like fuck everybody i've been thru too much shit ya'll just hardly thug my
nuggas got gnarly guns getto verse and make it real it real hard to run captain P! you
just a suspect seoul-ja my chain swiings that nigga still rock chockers
we chest naked tattooed up wit', two plastic cups one got gin the other got punch
yellow g-shock to match my air force ones damn my niggas got so much g's that's
how we fuck damn ya'll niggas cd is so weak I frisbee that shit out the caddy truck,
nigga we put out mobb hits it's the head nigga in charge you lousy kid.. whut
most peple dont know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit it's the "P"
nigga wit "js" nigga one love holdin down hiphop
most peple dont know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit it's the "P"
nigga we the realest niggas holdin down hiphop!
Perry
yo! "d"s got we blasted high on some melodic strung out raw mix that got'em shafted.
I saw'em throwin some side ass shit like they wouldn't ride the dick if I gave it to'em
(bullshit) right here right now i'ma squash it i'ma bout the sickest individual in the
game who lost it
out come platinum, I crossed it niggas had a road block on my til they saw the profit
me, regular T-boots and some cammys livin the life you couldn't even see in movies
it's just routine everyday scene status mad cream holdin hiphop wit the rest of my fam
see, i'm bout a century deep and ya'll minute muthafuckas just pretending to be ya'll
keep it gently i'ma proceed to keep it rugged like it's suppose to be suckas see me
most pele dont know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit it's the "p" wit
a 9 milli spitta js holdin down hiphop!
most pele dont know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit it's the "p" wit
a yg trigga js holdin down hiphop!
as we continue this journey of hold down for the true pioneers and the year is 2001
Sean
broken bones and borken tones and 너 지금 사서 하는 고생 js yo we get wild! 다시 너
에게 하늘과 땅만큼 다른 style 알릴시기 uplifted when I ripped it niggas ran as they
dripped like liqurd(someone's gettin high you could smell it in the sky) 나 또한 다음 타
석 준비되어 있지(what's that?) js elequant wit mili shit the winning shit spinning on
my cream and giving any shit 모두가 다 원치 so I pump this ji won't you hold this
Jinu
psychotic states of minds of kanivin' human kinds got me losing my religion 깊은 늪에
퇴색된 my vision search lights navigatin' shine bright angel flights in skys tellin true
lies 소란사이 세뇌당한 지배당한 없는자에 꿈이 없는 고난 지켜보는 난 죽고 영혼나라 떠
나가도 내손목 꼭 mic쥐고 물어주오
most peple don't know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit, 너희 모두가
js따라 one love holdin down hiphop(*3)
most peple don't know how far the seoul go wit the real shit the ill shit it's the "p"
nigga wit "js" nigga we the realest niggas holdin down hiphop!
they don't know that this is the real thing
they down know.......

Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me (yeah) Pray for me just pray for me (It's over nigga) [Lil' Mo (Prodigy):] Living life with all this thuggness, destrction this violence You know it (yeah, you know, understand this) My projects I'm a rep to the fullness I'm always gon' be infamous (It's over, it's over) Untill the 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 nigga fuck you If you touch one of my dunns I'll buck you You ain't got nuts enough to come through You a punk bitch ass nigga you soft duke And get back at my niggas for them gun wounds I'm a young rich ass nigga who love to Show you how a nigga get his lights blew Teach you the mystery GOD and murk you Burry you mother fuckers in the ce-ment Miss a post of that nigga in the pre-cent Should of known my niggas don't play with stunts While party with the pretty little cu-tties Should of shot back but you got your dome cut You'll be fertilizing the dirt for new trees Fucking with the mobbsters out in Q.B Nigga you get hung for that shit that your mouth speak Bitch ass nigga [Chorus: Lil' Mo & (Havoc), {together}] Just Pray for me (when I'm out in the world) Just pray for me (And if you down for whatever) {You'll wait for me} (I got these cowards out) {tryin to lay for me} [And they making me] So just pray for me (And I can see it in thier eyes) {their affraid of me} (Homeboy I ain't the one) {You mistaken me} (While you ratting and snaking me) (They making me, so just pray for me) We them niggas that pull them things out [Havoc] Niggas talk too much need to shut mouth A lose lip will sink a niggas ship for real Then act all suprise when they get killed Got two fellonies, but take a chance still My life comes first fuck a record deal Move that crowd, direct with steel For a medicine when niggas act ill Be easy the way that you approach me The H-A-V the O the C Didn't see it coming but he got his plug pulled That chicks shiesty don't go by what looks good We in the ear, trust she heard that Fake gangstas I can see right through them Cross that line and get your life ruined Why you loving him all my niggas tap that [Lil' Mo] Living life with all this thuggness, destrction this violence My projects I'm a rep to the fullness I'm always gon' be infamous You know it Untill the day he layin' me down to rest Just pray for me When I'm in this world [Chorus: Lil' Mo & (Havoc), {together}] Just Pray for me Just pray for me (And if you down for whatever) (when I'm out in the world) {You'll wait for me} (I got these cowards out) {tryin to lay for me} [And they making me] So just pray for me (And I can see it in thier eyes) {their affraid of me} (Homeboy I ain't the one) {You mistaken me} (While you ratting and snaking me) (They making me, so just pray for me) [Lil' Mo sings] When I'm out in the world And if you down for whatever Just pray for me You'll wait for me I got these cowards out tryin to lay for me And I can see it in thier eyes their affraid of me And they making me So just pray for me Homeboy I ain't the one you mistaken me While you ratting and think your snaking me They making me, so just pray for me

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 matter drama or gossip my heart is your hood my dogs niggas i rock wit (get away) Before you get clapped put the tougnes to two loose have everybody on the corner goin (ooh ooh) and now theres blood on my tims snitches callin 1 800 crime stoppers holdin they mouth shock as fuck i just had to air that boy out (get away) when they see me they like (ooh ooh) cuz they want that thousand dollars and not only that police will die to catch a fucking collar (get away) and i'm out of here ain't no telling when i be back get rid of this gat dog you know i flew (ooh ooh) hell out of dodge nigga bout this paper ain't no time to be sitting behind bars [chorus: Havoc] I got to get away but fuck that never let a nigga take me out of my zone if he tryin to blown it go (ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted you know [repeat] queens nigga grimey retarted (get away) [Prodigy:] cuz i'm not playin i'm bangin hammers on niggas just beat the shit out you I brawl like animal put hands on that niggas life (ooh ooh) your whole team scrambling ( thats right) ( get away) when we come through pushing new trucks they go (ooh ooh) yeah take a good look bitch bitches be pushing and shoving to look at us this might be last time you'll see gangsters like this and its going to be a stampede when them shots fly then (get away) cuz somebody bout to die R.I.P your soul just lift up and (get away) (blah ba blah) (ooh ooh) rip that nigga you know uh huh yeah you out of here nigga courtesey of my niggas we terrorize rappers I'll see on that other side bye nigga ( other side) (thats right) families cry river [chorus: Havoc] I got to get away but fuck that never let a nigga take me out my zone if he tryin blown it go (ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted I got to get away queens nigga grimey retarted you know [Havoc:] (no doubt tell it like it is) its either me or you believe it dog no a nigga like you ain't got shit to loose (ooh ooh) [Prodigy:] cuz you walking that thin line i'm clapping you first time for a motherfucker trying(get away) [Havoc:] to put it past me that ass be bleeding somewhere like a hemophilly act exactly (ooh ooh) (shut the fuck up) [Prodigy:] before its to late go at your gut you ain't a gangster and yes you could get touched (get away) [Havoc:] saw it before the henny was talking it wasn't him but you know that nine stopped that (uh huh) (ooh ooh) ( grow up) [Prodigy:] Havoc: why is that ? I swear these niggas like bitches cuz these niggas always laying on their back [Prodigy:] [chorus: Havoc] I got to get away but fuck that never let a nigga take me out my zone (ooh ooh) wit no remorse kid its the cold hearted if he tryin blown it go I got to get away queens nigga grimey retarted you know

Another banger Yeah You can feel me if you don't, you don't I'll feed you to the dogs like a bitch I boned Problem dead on tacking tours to throats My only concern is for the cash I gross A nigga more deadly up against the ropes Eyes, ears open you can try to get close Get on the floor soldier like you owe me ten Spread it, never say it Approach me then Actions speak louder than words Get bodied because you doubted the word Never fucked your bird, stop askin her It's not that serious, keep backin up To stop Havoc got to kill me bro She'll get curious, and delirious Send that bitch home on her period These niggaz listening but don't hear me bro [Chorus: Havoc] Yo, what's the deal, deal Play that shit I can feel, feel Right now it's about to get real, real Never leave home without that steel, steel [2X] [Prodigy] Yeah, just bounce Bounce, Bounce Let's go, let's do it, let's get it correct Let's ball, let's burn, let's all get bent Let's party and celebrate success Let's not ruin my fun, my gun will spit Nigga find you a woman you can definitely rip Ladies find you a man, go ahead get you some dick What you thought? you a big girl, I'm a big boy So let's not play these games, let's get to the point Bitch get off me, I switch plans on you These niggaz got problems? I'll straighten that promptly There's plenty more bunnies for me I'll be all over them niggaz so fast, they're so pussy Go ahead push me to tear you up Try me, blind me, force my guns So we gonna ride on you niggaz until the sun burn out You ain't built for war, you built to bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce [Chorus (2X)] [Chorus (2X)]

some niggas need the henny to endure the drama all I need is informtion on your crib and armour when it comes to creepin niggas know that I'm the father need guns get your own gas and never charter like a fucked up barber I push your wig farther pull strings have you gettin clapped and things my gat is freaky to lick more than any shorty's tongue ring any nigga threatenin my life's a done deal watch a bitch get her filll then she snitch and squeal blow a nigga have em leakin to the court of appeal serchin for Hav is like a search through fog how you like to make a last pit stop at the morgue niggas wanna spread their wings then I'm clippin em off niggas wanna spread rumours I shoot their mouth off (uh-huh uh-huh) and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) [Havoc] bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) [Prodigy] yo yo maybe its us, maybe its them other crews you bout to be another dead rapper but who know we'll see, til then, all I know is how to get the guns in and give it to a nigga good when he startin fuck that, fuck y'all, fuck all of this shit you better protect that bar, i'll murder that kid you got jokes but ain't nobody over here laughin all you get is standin ovation with mack 10's ?? and more shit we applaud it niggas runnin wit cops, scared to go to war with some real rap niggas, we'll catch you at the source awards from gettin at this nigga, pardon my force you better get from around that nigga or you catchin it too your power is no match for my strength of wolves nigga we came into this game on this drama shit more money more murder thats how we live it more diamonds more guns is the beginnin more of this gangsta shit can wear you out niggas see my gold max and you went all out (uh-huh uh-huh) i clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) [Havoc] bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) [Havoc] degree in drama knowledge you nigga just pay the homage you niggas should be abolished for that rappin ass garbage to me, you just a target, easy to hit with that loud bark stevie wonder couldn't even miss then its 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit and ripped, like a whole bitch, by the vultures rusty ass germs niggas already know this kill who you run with, in charge off who you die with prada'd up, gucci'd up, died on some fly shit regulate a wig split a little nigga big nigga any nigga kill you your man to the pen shit talk about cliques most infamous run with it so fuck niggas they ain't on my level cos I been did it catch your body's ??, most niggas sick with it and clap a nigga in the first degree aiyyo fall back, step back, we built to last [Prodigy] 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 anytime we stomp niggas out how heavy it plays out, you niggas is assed out or I might catch you all on myself and spaz out take yourself to the first safe house and lock it down so we wildin, for two thousand and two poundin any nigga out runnin with their mouth bound em guns clap security be callin for back up ? bullets drop leavin them bagged up why we mash in a jag truck, with the 22's they spin like how the 44 spun on you (uh-huh uh-huh) and clap you niggas in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) [Havoc] bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

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 It aint all gravy just because you make cake with 'em Guess you don't know a nigga 'till you catch a case with 'em It's real, niggaz scared to death of state prison To the end when a nigga get caught start snitchin' Imagine the eyes of a nigga that you knew You fetish nigga roll with the sorry fuck now he switchin' to lame For about 20 joints with the nerve to point Hurt worser than that physical pain Niggaz in the box could relate to my pain All I got is my word and I'ma get you thats my word Fuck it anything long as your death occur Through family friends or even fuckin' your bird Whatever happened to death before dishonor It's time for your end and i'ts my honor [Chorus] (Kill that nigga) Never wish death, only if I have to, if it's my last option left (Kill that nigga) Should of kept your mouth tight he's losin' his life Be locked up or sending out kites Ay yo this nigga runnin' 'round runnin' his mouth speakin' on the wrong shit [Prodigy] Creep on the talk show as rap asses get shot in they throat, speak on that Girlie mouth nigga you worse than a bitch What the fuck is this Dave Letterman shit on the late night I done shot niggaz for you put my life at risk Must be insane and I got a cure for that My hammer will knock sense in the nigga real quick How you gonna go behind me and knife my back Nail a nigga tongue with the four fifth Nigga you in violation of that code of silence Niggaz like you get real niggaz unedited We can have that kidnap that bitch torture and tourment that snitch We gotta make examples out these hummig bird fucks Matter fact pull 'em out the trunk, I'm bout to [Chorus (repeat 2x)] Never wish death Kill that nigga [3x] I'm sendin' out kites Kill that nigga [4x]

Is it real like niggaz claimin', "stay to this"
Let me answer that question while I'm aiming this
Hear them one good time, is he faking kid?
Not bleeding like that, he gonna need a shit bad
Lay the fuck up, suck it through from a tube
a million dollars won't even put my feet in his shoes (check it out)
Niggaz lose they life, hear as nature
and niggaz die when...tryin', I'm gangsta, niggaz
Straight pussy, I can smell that shit
There's only one way that I can duse that shit
Slugs comin' through, better move that shit
He was gangsta but he died tryin' ta prove that shit
Them QB niggaz, too grimey for y'all
We stick together, fuck what you heard in the song
The 41st Side, and that love go long
Niggaz screamin' out, "dunn"
and we put y'all on...

Chorus: Havoc (2x)

So fuck y'all niggaz
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
You feel my niggaz when we come through, thuggin' it
You lovin' it, the way we at ball like the government
I'm 13 President, the AB, the medicine, we OD heavenly
You fuckin' with veterans who's better than us,
The In-fa-mous,
We crush crab niggaz to dust and sweep-o-mop
When the heat raise up,
ain't no ifs, ands, or buts
The most scandalous, make your blood rush
through your body like it ain't never did before
We the mall, and we guarantee the realist of all
My spirit is torn
My guns is long
My team is strong
We king kong niggaz when the heat is on
And no matter if I'm wrong or right,
believe me, I'm right
If anythin

Smack flames out a nigga and I got you smilin' Girl I know you love a thug be wildin' The way I cut a nigga every which way but loose A blood stained Gucci suit will be the proof Laid back cat but I love to chill Love a freak in a thong with a ? full of ? Said you went to catholic school and that's cool With no interruptions, ma turn the cell off Let me see you throw the suit on And I'm sick with the candle Start for the touchin' A fatty, ain't nothin' that a nigga can't handle I been through it It's a first time for everything, settin you free And I feel you your man ain't lettin' you breathe You a dime from your face to your navel Your man better wake the fuck up and let you out of that stable Used to think like that until I thought ? shoe on the other foot and I got ? She gonna do what she want, flirt when she want, fuck who she want Stay home, cook and clean like she the boss Hell no nigga, not while I'm up in New York Then nigga It's a wrap You like 'No she won't', but yes she will Chick might as well have Big comin' out of jail [Chorus X4] I got them keys to those handcuffs (handcuffs) Wanna be free throw your hands up (wanna be free) [Havoc] Should've stayed where you was, I don't play those games My niggas in NY know the game Bitch front, she gettin' out on the shoulder lane It's 3 in the mornin', why you think you came Ring on the finger, fatty off the meter The reaction, your mind'll crack There's only one thing that this shit could lead to Bitch you laughin'? And put my mans on if it's poppin' Girl I know the situation all too well Everything that I spit is real And everything on your inside you scared to tell The word creep, "no" ring a bell I'ma keep it gangsta, rep the 'bout Lady caught on, so I had to bounce With bleach in the crib, all my clothes got doused Know what you're goin' through, been there before That's when a nigga knew I had to get out Relationships now, it's like they got these laws Girl all you wanna do is just be free And that's why a nigga like me got these keys [Chorus X4]

[Prodigy & 112]
Pss.ss..Shorty... come here (112)
listen listen listen come on (ooooo)
yo-yo (luv you ... need you...)
(let ride, lets ride)

[Prodigy]
Yo..hey luv i wanna hold you and talk to you,
put my arm around ya shoulda and walk wit chu
be that one headed sherif give me world to you,
i kno that nigga aint doin what he suppose to do
i got much more to give than homie do,
and you so fine i just wanna roll wit chu
you a queen bitch, need to come close to you
need a nigga like P to just flow wit chu,
and i gotta try cuz anything possible,
and you just might see things the way i do
i just wanna get next to you, friends wit you
burn hunids wake up in the bed wit chu
i luv when you walk how that body move,
pardon my mouth IM just bein honest boo
i would pay for air time just to vibe wit chu
kisses and hugs till the next time you swing thru

[CHORUS]
[112]
(So many things) So many thing that i wanna do
wanna kiss wanna touch wanna taste of you (Wanna taste of you..oooo)
Cuz i only wanna be with you you, Girl you kno
anything that cha need i got it, Million dolla shoppin sprees i got it
anything that cha want i got it..You kno i got it (ask P) you kno i got it

[Havoc]
Ma, i want you in the worst way, and i aint thirsty or nuttin
but when i say sumtin boo, i go hard for the 1 (ooo baby)
Hit my cell, imma take you out to eat,
and kill any misconception that you got of Mobb Deep
throw that bug in ya ear and its about time
cuz i nigga like me been wantin you for years
bump heads here and there,
and neva got the chance, best to those who wait once i get up in tha pants
aint no one minute man, suppose to be wit him betta change those plans
anything you gots to do, lies to you must be out his monkey ass mind
how the hell he gettin tired of you?
let me light that fire that yah body desire,
get yah back to bein sexy, single free like my do
cuz i treats them right, you kno how i rock en where you at girl
I'm on the next flight

(sooo many things that i wanna doooo)
[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
sit back i got this, babygirl ya straight
fo'sure rest a sure you in the arms of strength
Baby i die for my love ones make no mistake
IM not that man i keep my gun on base

[Havoc]
And its a cold world,yah man dont undastand yah pain
and i kno you gettin tired of the same ol' sayin
he expect to keep you locked, wit that 5 cocked rink
lets coop that ol real whil 112 sing

[Bridge]
0o anything you want and anything you need
lets make this tuff uff and come wit mee hee
o0o anything anything you want and anything you need
girl ill come running....
[chorus Till end]

It be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin is infinte
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slip the Mickey
I'm so on the low it'd take a Navy SEAL to get me, when I surface
If not chips to Benz is the purpose
On your team I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin
'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin
Niggas never learnin that they eyes keep lurkin
Have ya janitor pumpin your X5 merkin
Skid marks the street, your heart skips a beat
Beef? Nigga overcook that meat
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood, permanent ink
Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that cuz forever I be needin 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin 'em
Some love, some hate me, bitches in the head beatin 'em (So)
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin when the mack blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink watch how quick life pass you

*What's wrong with motherfuckers,
When will the ever learn
Keep playin with that fire,
And that ass is gettin burned
Fuckin with semi-autos,
One foot is in the grave
We givin all of y'all,
Somethin to be afraid of

*Repeat

Lemme tell you how it's goin down, it's on now
Niggas used to love me, now they wanna hate me now
I'm that same nigga with the tech, holdin the spot down
Except I'm pushin a Lex, lettin the top down
But wait, you don't think I live a pop life now
That's hate, you could get popped right now
Me don't play, I keep a gun around my way
Cuz I'm a fuckin drama king like 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 nigga, ready to bang
Nigga don't think shit stink, then shit hit the fans
So I don't slip, I'ma shit with my gun in my hand
It's a thug thing y'all niggas wouldn't understand and
Y'all keep guns we keep our shit bangin

*Repeat

You a bitch-ass nigga, I had you kill't
All they had was your picture at the funeral
No casket, you bas-tards be missin
My jewels, my whip, my rims we bitchin
My guns be the heat that'll make you blister
My mens, my Timbs'll stomp you niggas
No shit, no clip, don't FUCK with us
It's no problem, I bring it to the best of them
From the old to the new, and the rest of them
No love, just slugs for ya body dunn
Just pain, just sufferin, and worst then that
You let me get my hands on you so I'm takin advantage
And that shit that you pulled ain't do me no damage
You don't know me, but we bout to change that shit
Wrap that nigga up like a package
Fuck all them nigga, buck all them faggots

*Repeat (x2)

Yeah, QB (Yeah)
Mobb Deep, dola
It's goin down, we're takin over
Vita, gettin this dough
We don't call it Murder for nothin (Murda!)
(Murda, Murda!)
I'll send you on
Prodigy, Big Noyd, Havoc
Yeah, y'all see us
It ain't a game..Yeah
Oh..Come on..Yeah..You see us

Yeah, yeah Yo son No fucking doubt baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Its real, its real Yeah let them niggas know Its real, its real Yeah Say QB [Hook] [Havoc] Everywhere that I go now I keep that thing right with me Shorty like blue piece coming It is because I live foul [Prodigy] I got bitches all only back I got niggas all in my face It get serious it ain't no game So I got to keep that thing at my waist Your dealing with one dead serious black man [Havoc] Which part of no games niggas don't understand Whose first resort is to squeeze, second thought to breath And why these niggas want to pull me in Love this freedom so you know how I be I ask myself that same question over and over again It's a small world my girl, I'm smashing a friend Ain't no love lost might as well join the fuck in I've been telling niggas how my gangster get You can trace it all the way back to the infamous Fuck a hotel nigga was fogging a windshield When niggas out now was on infamil Now this dun language is the motivation of their talking Wrecking my first wheel they was barely bulking A hate in my blood you won't find one drop But let a nigga stunt and he will get dropped So [Hook] [Prodigy] Yo dun what up scream at your dog These niggas been wilding since niggas been 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 of niggas for sure Who get cut bucked and left for dead Partying with the ladies is crazy dic We get fucked sucked and extra bead Make you want to have babies and eat the fish We make niggas want to stay far away from us You won't feel safe in the same place as us We make bitches panties wet, they pray for us Want to see a nigga live and be safe as such We back with more of that murda muzik bitch I'm going to bang on a nigga that confuse the shit [Hook] [H] That thing is closer than blood and thicker than water [P] You niggas is like fleas and guns pluck em off dun [H] Scratch that itch then get rid of that bitch [P] Then we mobb out with the sixes looking sickening [H] Thats when beautiful whip we tearing the streets up [P] We got the big stash box so we can fit the street sweeper [H] My duns keep it at any time its nothing [P] You run around like you got a pass or something [Hook x2]

I'll noose ya'll, and push ya'll off the edge I'm like Ray Benzino 'cause how I hang men I got a big caliber gun inside of my Timb so I can explode 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 shit, Columbo, the Cappo I pop niggas, leave the gun right there, I got gloves stop niggas from frontin', leave 'em real fucked up coward ass nigga poppin' all that shit I drop niggas thats runnin', shoot 'em in they back dun and when them things popped out you on some Michael Johnson shit fuck that, hammer that nigga to the earth wanna cross me? you niggas gotta pay that toll first and I got change for all that million dollar shit and these slugs 'll be the only reason niggas be hollarin'. [Chorus (Havoc, P, and Noyd)] Turn this shit up, pump this shit up, DJ mothafuckas burn this shit up, we hurt niggas Twirl that shit up, burn that shit up, don't make me have the Nine spit up, I gives a fid-uck, I hurt niggas [Verse 2: (Havoc)] I'm tired of tellin' niggas how the fuck I feel you know the steel 'll put them niggas to sleep like Benedryl talkin' like the bitches, walk around like they Men these trash ass rappers and they faggot ass friends this is Hav', I die once, ya'll niggas die a Thousand deaths niggas like ya'll don't get no respect cowards, you tryin' too hard to be 'bout it talkin' this and that, but check you know them niggas that be fake be the ones to shout it (Holla!) turn around and get robbed in they own projects might as well be rappin' on stage for them the sound of these guns got 'em shook, it's a rap bitches be baggin' you, 'cause you the one feminine you could see the yellow stripe runnin' clear down they back and let a nigga find out where you live at and then blow that mothafuckin' piece of shit off the map. [Verse 3 (Prodigy)] Whattup son, dun, surprise nigga, thats how we pop up on 'em you off point you die in your sleep, thats the moral nigga, you know we get our contraban in you know I'm dead real, I don't know what you was thinkin' smokin' that dangerous, you know we got bangers I'm all over the street, you better stay creepin' I shoot niggas fair ones, I'll box you dun you'll be six feet in that dirt, I'll stop your run. [Chorus]

[Man talking] I saw him, I saw him You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big mistake There he is right over there, over there(I see him) Okay...I got a message for you infamous And you tell him personally...from me! [Havoc] And stay outta here! Yeah, that's what I'm talkin about... Real loaded, in the flesh And we know where we aimin Check me out... Yo, you'se a baby boy rapper, breast-fed nigga Do my dirt quicker from my early days swifter I'm a quiet murderer, in front the feds type nigga With the gat, I'm like ?? paintin that picture Listen to the words, take it as a jewel Cause I won't take a el, whether in your crib or the outside world If I'm fuckin your 'burb, just maintain cool Cause the pound clap well, like fan mail Choose to ignore me, the warning that I gave 'em Get at me, you and what army? Man down, nigga it's the same shit The fashion-ass niggas you hang with, have a plate of graveshift Niggas like kids and I don't play with 'em Go get your father, nigga, the smart decision Niggas need to see the wis' because they heart is missin And I'm picking niggas off with the sharp precision (pow) [Havoc (Prodigy)] [Chorus] (Get at me) Niggas wanna clap me Snitches wanna rap me (Get at me) Put it right where they back be Snitches wanna rap me Niggas wanna clap me (Get at me) Put it right where they back be Niggas wanna clap me Put it right where they back be Niggas wanna clap me Snitches wanna rap me (Get at me) Snitches wanna rap me Put it right where they back be [Prodigy] Shotties and macks, little two-shots Yeah, nigga what's beef? Four pounds and techs, arms and chest Knives and forks, ain't no time to think, it's on Bag your strength, nigga them bombs and fists Just move on them niggas with excessive force And don't stop 'til them niggas don't move no more Broken hands, nuckles and gun handles Dunn got his gunshot wounds through his mantle Informers tell when snitches snitch, Fuck them, buck more shots, get out that bitch Torch your house, stalk your kin, bitches and friends Cribs is found, careful when the kids is out It get deeper than deep, dirty and foul Fuck liquor, for my nigga, we gon' pour some blood out It's fucked up how it goes down, innocent people blown down My niggas is here, brace yourself [Chorus] [Man talking] Now we all get to know what it's like... when some asshole's gonna step out of the dark and blow your head off... I want you to know what it's like to live that way [Prodigy] (It's a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it) First of all, we the one and only...infamous First of all, we the one and only... 'Til the name wear out

Yo, you got these niggas running around like they head cut off
Like they gully when switch when i'm spittin' those dummies
I creep in the cold till my nose get runny
Then i'm laying for a nigga like i'm waiting on money
I ask these hoes what the fuck they want from me
From the gate i keep it real that's why the god love me
I got a shorty if she get down for me, when i'm out of town
You know she holdin' down the crown for me
Dog, god forbid if i die, don't worry kid
Take you with me shit pussy don't want me
My life's story was the henny, had to stop that
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 H da A da V da O da C i'm the man
The myth pushing shit to the white league

[chorus 2x]

You can two face me, backstabb me
A nigga still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying
(I won't fall)
You can try to set me up and all that
A nigga too much on point for all that
(I won't fall)

[Prodigy]
Don't make me be after you niggas like the Ku Klux Man
Throwin' my hoody, you know i'm burnin' that grass
Plottin' on how im'a murda that ass
We poppin' up, guns choppin up, yo whole staff
What's toppin the cassette, ain't nothin' gettin' passed
Cuz we gettin' fat, on top of that we gettin' cash
I hear you niggas wanna get me may god be with you
Plus you better keep that mothafuckin' thing right wit you
And if i feel you a threat to my well-being
Niggas is bleeding you niggas better back up off the P kid
I blam you, and pass you to jesus christ
You be a ghostdog like forest whitaker white
Be a dumb mothafucka thinkin' P not squeezin'
Like palm springs the only thing beefin'
Is that gumball cus i ain't got talk for ya'll
I got big four-pound towners do yo new bounce

[chorus]

[Havoc N Prodigy]
The two-face niggas
The backstabb niggas
I felt that shit coming
Like that in the bud gunnin'
No tolerance for them niggas
Fuck the dumb shit, i hope you niggas die broke
While we in the plushes
Hotel Suites
Expensive car seats
Windows half-down bumpin' out mobb beatz
With a bad bitch beside me
Raisin' up the volume
Know they hate to see that
And that's why we come thru

[chorus 2x]

Without a doubt, you gonna hear that thing clap Dog I take shit to heart cause I was born like that I only got my word as a man when I give When I say I'm going at you it's a given when I spit it So niggas talk out the ass amongst those who live it So bitches fuck niggas, they man best dog Over that now you got some nigga leaking on the floor So niggas get money bounce from the hood you shitted You gotta watch those broads To die over that is totally against the grain and against street laws I respect paper and every minute thats spent gettin that shit So my little dunn could be set And what I feal about a nigga thats trying to pose threats Dog I know about death you ain't sayin nuttin slick Never write it out if you can't cash that check Empty out on that fool cliq cliq, cliq cliq So keep movin, You better keep walkin [Havoc: Hook x2] The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin Clinger for life Nigga how you want it nigga, cause you about to get served [Prodigy] Matter of fact nigga, you about to get your shit burned The homo rapper, H to the you know Punk motherfucker, female ass nigga Come on man I ain't gotta spell it out for you You know how to tell time you know my gun boil I set it off on your bitch ass, dont forget that And your retaliation was weak, baby pictures Dunn I'll take you out in the street and spank you bitch Ain't no point going at "P" you run into bricks How you not gonna show face after that stunt At rap's only awards and you ain't show up I suggest that you pack up and take it to go You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed By these black Mobb gangstas you niggas is done Cause everything is not cool and you niggas should know [Havoc: Hook] The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin So keep movin, You better keep walkin Clinger for life How it feel when that steel hit the grill huh For real, for real shit be that real son [Havoc] The grimy endulge in nothing but gangsterness Is you ready to die like a man for it That ice is lookin major on your wrist Or pass it right over, fall back and get extorted Keep them hands so I see them Like a camcorder every move is recorded Every thaught I can read it [Prodigy] Ya'll some hoe ass niggas, I'll slap days out you You was raised off our shit we made rappers Bitch ass nigga I'll buck the fuck out that nigga And peel that fruit, kill that fool Eighty Eight is you crazy Thats when I was fuckin Sophie and you was pumpin for poison My nigga Killa Dang woulda spit in your face Illa G been told me about that ? boy Jay [Havoc: Hook x2] So keep movin, You better keep walkin The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin Clinger for life

Yeah man..you know...2002 man...approachin' 2003 man...where we takin' this man?...where we headed for the future man...whats the resolution? Wealth, health, and happiness nigga [Verse 1: (Prodigy)] keep me from runnin' 'round clappin' these niggas sometimes you gotta just handle your business fuck it, it's on me, rounds of shots for niggas punk, I wake up everyday to cathedral 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 the most high then I, get fresh for a new day I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees turn on the flat screen to C-Span prophecies comin' to pass I hops in the V, grabs the heat and I stash that see the elite strength, attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed we gotta survive this shit dun, it's nothin' to laugh at I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap. [Chorus (both)] I traveled the World, and been alot of places believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home and if you want somethin' done, you gotta do it yourself, you got drama? who's gonna clap that chrome? nobody like you, somebody like me when death I'm ready for it in Threes and me off point? c'mon now nigga please I'm paranoid, you know I'm burnin' those trees [Verse 2: (Havoc)] Saw alot of niggas die, some niggas survived and those that did did it by the skin of their hide dodgin' that long ride, the four-fifth aimed at 'em and knew to fall back when them slugs came at 'em on the real, for me to be here tellin' ya'll this is like dice, then I rolled that Four-Five-Six my Brother passed away, 24/7 I was bent and never lost ever since, though I took that big pinch drunk in my pain, alot of friends went and then came and those that stayed understood a nigga pain and for a niggas problems had noone to point the blame I was my own worst enemy goin' against the grain all this money plus family, shit wasn't that bad somewhere along the line them pieces had to get grabbed all you little shorties runnin' 'round like shits sweet just remember these words from the M-O-double-B. [Chorus] [Verse 3: (Littles)] I kiss my finger, cross my heart, I'ma make it out these dark days whether together or we part ways I got a promise to that boy tatted on my arm three strong, man, the heat's still lukewarm who can you trust when your friends wanna pop your safe? vision the days, hear the ghost whisper dogs we left in the past, brought back now here with us you let him stash in your place, now you watch his waist cross my heart, let the haze linger pour out a little liquor, knowin' God took a good nigga Thousand dollar slippers skirt from the scene he was just a worker, dog, you were his every dream I kissed his face like I never knew 'em it was me, once upon a time when life was ruined jumpin' out of bed, Thousand dollar slippers slidin' huggin' the now the mink rope chain sparklin' carpets. [Chorus]

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' it though baby
It's gangsta
The truth gonna come to the level


Yo
As this blood flow through my veins
I stand before this mic with a stepped up game
Some things when I look how they never gonna change
It ain't a thing
Niggas wild
Then I'm cockin' that thing
Cuz you know with every action there's a reaction
And there's no known cure when I'm sick with the clappin'
How many times it have to happen
Niggas talkin' like they generals
They just mere captains
The streets there's rules
Slugs hit 'emwith infractions
And then there's Hollywood if you want some fuckin' acting
You got these niggas out mis-representin' they hood
Give 'em heart now they icin'
I'm like nigga what's good?
Cuz you know how I get with these macks and these techs
Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep
Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death
Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best


You know a nigga
I be tryin' to chill
But now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt)
Ther comes a time in
Every nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed
And here I go again
Grabbin' my steel
Cuz now then I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill (run 'em)
There come a time in
Ever nigga life when he's face to face with that ole'
Kill or be killed


Ay yo
Don't make me have to body something
Fuck you and what you known for
To me you're nothin'
I don't see why in the world
To me you frontin'
And if you was that nigga
Then you still mean nothing
Homes (what)
My gun is bustin'
Fuck all y'all niggas my stomach is touchin'
And I be right there on Murdle Ave.
Come through
You bitch ass niggas wouldn't know what to do
I get bullet proof love
Pounds and hugs
You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood
You get killed fuckin' with P
You really should
Not do that
I use that
Lugar good
Catch a bad one
Ran dunn raggity
You got fucked up and left for dead in the street


Yo
Who wants it with Hav
Who want it with P
Not near one of y'all
And I put that on me
But if??



Yo
Believe me dog there's more than
Cockin' and squeezin' and
Afterward that nigga still be breathin' and
Who gonna snitch if you lucky to leave it then
For a reward nigga just might turn you in
I take it further and I might just murder him
That mouthpiece all together
I'm curbin' him
It's very clear and there's nothin' to blur my lens
It's very real
Ain't got no time to pretend

Yo
Feelin' it thugs
I dump a magazine on you dunn
I'll run up on you niggas with the ?master? glove
Dunn there's nothin' for me to snap and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you
The pain to have me killed
I respect the laws of war and love
I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit it when them guns come out




We've got to learn to swallow our pride
It's hard just to let things ride
Maybe one day things will change
As of right now let me show you something







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 your government
they got you now, they lovin' it,
they wanna hang that ass, couldn't get you in the past
though I can't see your problem
you was still young at the time
did a lot of older things, you was ahead of your time
never told you to slow down
resee your crown heights, you wild
all I could say was be careful
give you a dap to bounce
shit that you went through
watched the drama amount
gave a fuck long, you wasn't part of the body count
now I feel guilty, half the blame of your incarceration
till the interveine, when you first started catching cases
fuck to this, dunn, now you in there
gotta hold it down, you mother's only son
and I'ma ride for you, baby, 'cause a lot of it is still love
I'm still there, when you get home, I'ma be there



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)


I can't believe they got my dunn, it feel like my fault
'cause I fronted you that money to get that dough
any man's ain't accountable for they action
still and all I feel responsible for you being gone
I hit the mall 'till it happened, k.a. now & then
just so, you can live and keep your little cosmetics
in that five years, it was a little dough we made
out of sight, out of mind, naw dog
it's not me, I miss you
you on my mind daily
even though I scribe to a nigga, really, you feel me
trying to get my shit together
so you could be proud, when you touch down
we got businesses to run now
peep it back how we used to run up in a nigga's house
on some pety crime shit, boy we was not playin'
on occassion, I still check ya, brotha 'tll the end
Black, and bone crazy ass
reading ya letters, I see you ain't losin' ya sense of humour
talkin' to you on the phone made my day cooler
tellin' me, how you'll deaf, to see your nose out
you need to bring your black ass home
and cut that bullshit out
I could remember me and killa would test our new guns in the projects
'cause that's where police won't come, iller g
my nigga 'till death do us
you almost home, until then
hold ya head, dunn



You gotta (hold on)
No matter (how long)
And it seems (so long)

No doubt!
Yo, yo, y'know how we did on The Infamous album, right?
Aight, we gonna do it again son

Yo, laid up in the cut, watch these rap niggas fuck you up
Thick as shorty guts, get the men to set you up
It's the most trifle, 44th Side disciples
Take carnage for a weakness so I won't be so contour
Niggas come with the "I gave you birth kid, I'm sellin you"
The Infamous got PC for days
We runnin thru townships, fuckin shit
Kid, we down shit
Hustle mad bricks, Queensbridge no doubt, rub the clique
9-6 droppin wild on some Benz's
Some next shit, crash bar, ash the GOD
I remember when loadin up the gas, beat settlin
Ghetto peddlin the *?shaunder?*, shorty dead again
Songs about 'We all around the NC'
Cop the E series, jealous ones envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blonde em, you can't see like Ste-vie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in the Bridge, now what's fuckin with that?

To all my Mobb crimey, money-hungry and grimy
Mobb sheisty, GOD follow three and Gotti
Rapper Noyd, tiemax and Ty Knitty
Scarface and Gambino, New York City
It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit
Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your bitch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Your time's wasted for figurin P
was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously
You get lumped sometin horribly and then we calmly
guzzle Sparmarlti and Don Perrignon-ly
Move the crowds over, cruise the fuck out
After GOD drinks had to shoot our fuckin way out
Spark flyin niggas dyin, bitches cryin and shout
Mobb niggas to the exit, we out

9-6 load up the clips, the Infamous apocalypse
QBC on the L-I-E an sippin Hennessey
and Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Knitty jiggy
Eyes forever chinky, up in the Mariott
Tonnes o' hydro, black tuxedo, lay low
The 5-0-migos, the gigolo, what nigga?

A technique, official white meat
Internal bleedin he felt, heat then cold feet
QBC committee, Ty Knitty hit the safe
The Phillipino's have mad ice and gold plates
We escape, ain't no turnin back to Stat
Pushin back-to-back acts, gettin cheddar
Drug smugglin tri state, catchin faith
We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake!

Chorus: repeat 2X

My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears
and thirty years for years, start niggas and drink beers
Tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall
Thug niggas surround y'all, 4 pound y'all
Animal instinct, these niggas gettin clapped on instinct
I'm tired of livin life this way, crime pay
But for how long till you reach a downfall

(Nigga) Motherfucker!
Word up!

It's the infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pulls gats
like a basehead pulls on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em..

Verse One: Havoc

Take a tire, all these fake crooks need to retire
they gotcha gassed, takin back and snatch fire outcha
maggot ass, Havoc represent for the Q-B-C
smoke that ass like a lucie..tho I need to quit
fuck it, I love it like a cloud
over the projects your game Im above it
its combat, gats bangers and all that
you'se a small cat, whatever you on get off that
I mention, nuthin but the real shit presentin
the hollow tip crew 41st side convention
try for? you half-steppin
like a fresh tec out of the box
yo niggas I'm testin
(There's no question)
bitch ass have you confessin
like a D-T left in state of depression
you under pressure, intact no doubt catcher
the snitch-snatcher tookin wit asthma
you casper, you yell my name
thats only givin me props
plus the fans that you got, wonderin whats got you hot
its too not, knocked out the box and got rocked
got raped on the Island, you officially got
kick that thug shit, Vibe magazine on some love shit
(keep it real kid, you don't know who you fuckin wit)

Chorus: repeat 2X

It's the Infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em

Verse Two: Prodigy

Yeah likewise, Im tired of rap guys whose faggots
pure shuteye, and swole up your whole outside
I baptize, niggas get wet, put up your backside
your claptized and set straight, put on your head straight
watch out for,
these upstate cats be leary of you
yeddy niggas wit gats plus the walls on they backs
Rikers Island flashback of the house you got scuffed it in
you would think you gettin your head shot was enough but then
Now you wanna got at my team,
you must of been drunk when you wrote that shit
too bad you had to did it to your own self
my rebellion, I retaliate, I had the whole New York state
aimin at your face
at the gate, bottom line of top soon as you came through
shot through, don't even know the half of my crew
I got a hundred strong arm niggas ready to rock the shit
clocks tick, your days are numbered in low digits
you look suspicious, suspect niggas is bitches
get chppoed up, Grade A meat, somethin delicious
and laced back up, 2 G's, one for stitches
then reconstruct your face and learn how to speak again
my Mobb's like a bunch of wild Puerto Ricans
wit bangers the size of African spears
it's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas into house of horrors
its terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind shit
you gotta gat you betta find it
and use that shit think fast and get reminded
of robberies in Manhattan you knew what happened
60 g's and one for gun clappin
Who Shot Ya? You'd probably scream louder than an opera
New York gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch
what makes you think you cant get bucked again
Once again, back in the house once again
live the life that of diamonds and guns
and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Its the Infamous..

turn them heaadphones up
yeah
to my man Nigga-No, yo
Killa Bee
no doubt

[Prodigy]
I kick that progress
and to that dumb nigga god bless
I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit
now you rock the best, scared to death while you walkin
fuckin up the talkin, we straight up, New Yorkin
we blowin niggas
heart attack stroking niggas
provoking niggas, shittin all over niggas
you rollin thick, but sure the Mobb rollin thicker
get that liquor, turn your back ice pick ya
but fuck that
stickin with the gat is quicker
scared to come around my corner, you ass nigga
do a jaw way all day fake shit
what you gonna do outta town, play bit(ch)
and run like a faggot switch take the whole shit
and show the world don't sweat it baby girl
I gotta hem
and pull the gat like a stem
you all fucked up like a off beat blend
I send message that you couldn't read clear
try to play the front but you got stuck in the rear
take it as a letter but I'm not sincere

yo
this ain't rap, it's bloodsport
your life cut short, you fell short
pressure's on high, full court
my team form killer instincts and fire arms
dangerous stuff mine's brainstorm wars
a life of a wild rebel, who run wild
clik (blaow-blaow) nigga lay down (blaow) fool stay down
appear, disappear, a hydro cloud
while you running at the mouth a hundred miles, I'm out
Mobb Deep style from the depths of Hempstead
get ninja'd
I creep quiet, keep the live nigga inchin'
listen, who are you to throw your fist in?
hit like a bitch, run like a faggot an take the whole shit
that's it
I had to pass here with shit
It's time for showtime, let's see how deep things get
you want to talk tough and get all delinquent
you find yourself all bloodied up and shameded
me and my man pioneered this violent nigga rap shit
bust a gat, give me no fear of that, I'm laughin
what's up there? let's take you there and touch something
I'm a maniac, brainiac, fanatic at that
capable of combat, P counterattack
in some hot wheels, sendin shots out the back
it was a foul way to go, Kicko
you know the ropes so...
bloodsport motherfucker

ay yo the rockweiler
chew in chew out ass niggas, pull em on your collar
and let the lights dimmin
and you'll be swimmin in a puddle of reality, juice
fatality too
this rap is the bitch, you shouldn't marry the two
to the set of prenumtual
got paid in too comfortable
it's all good, we don't want to humble
and while you shinin in the spotlight
I got this dot right
the aimed right a stoplight
the trife life, ain't no part two's
when it's over it's over you hit
now send your soldierly stool

<repeat last stanza>

nigga, bloodsport