Альбом Mobb Deep

f/ Lil' Mo

[Lil' Mo] + (Prodigy)
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 thugness, destruction this violence
My projects I'm a rep to the fullness
You know it (yeah, you know, understand this)
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
And get back at my niggas for them gun wounds
You a punk bitch ass nigga you soft duke
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
Should of shot back but you got your dome cut
While party with the pretty little cu-tties
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) or {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 makin me} (So just pray for me)
(And I can see it in thier eyes) {they afraid 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)

[Havoc]
We them niggas that pull them things out
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
The H-A-V the O the C
Be easy the way that you approach me
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
Why you loving 'eml my niggas tap that
Fake gangstas I can see right through them
Cross that line and get your life ruined

[Lil' Mo]
Living life with all this thuggness, destrction this violence
My projects I'm a rep to the fullness
You know it
I'm always gon' be infamous
Untill the day he layin' me down to rest
When I'm in this world
Just pray for me

[Chorus]

[Lil' Mo sings]
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 think your snaking me
They making me, so just pray for me

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 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)
holdin they mouth shock as fuck i just had to air that boy out (get away)
and now theres blood on my tims snitches callin 1 800 crime stoppers
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
queens nigga grimey retarted
you know (repeat)

(get away)
Prodigy:
cuz i'm not playin i'm bangin hammers on niggas
put hands on that niggas life (ooh ooh)
just beat the shit out you I brawl like animal
your whole team scrambling ( thats right) ( get away)
when we come through pushing new trucks
bitches be pushing and shoving to look at us
they go (ooh ooh) yeah take a good look bitch
this might be last time you'll see gangsters like this
then (get away) cuz somebody bout to die
and its going to be a stampede when them shots fly
(blah ba blah) (ooh ooh) rip that nigga you know
R.I.P your soul just lift up and (get away)
uh huh yeah you out of here nigga
I'll see on that other side bye nigga
( other side) (thats right) families cry river
courtesey of my niggas we terrorize rappers

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
queens nigga grimey retarted you know
I got to get away

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:
I swear these niggas like bitches
Havoc:
why is that ?
Prodigy:
cuz these niggas always laying on their back

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
queens nigga grimey retarted you know
I got to get away

[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 gross
A nigga more deadly up against the ropes
Problem dead on tacking tours to throats
Eyes, ears open you can try to get close
Approach me then
Get on the floor soldier like you owe me ten
Spread it, never say it
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
She'll get curious, and delirious
Send that bitch home on her period
To stop Havoc got to kill me bro
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
There's plenty more bunnies for me
These niggaz got problems? I'll straighten that promptly
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
You ain't built for war, you built to bounce
So we gonna ride on you niggaz until the sun burn out

Chorus (2X)

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Chorus (2X)

clap
mm-hm

[Havoc]
yo
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
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)

[Prodigy]
yo yo
you bout to be another dead rapper but who know
maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
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
Y'all better protect that boy, 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
45ths 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 it's 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
so fuck niggas they ain't on my level cos I been did it
talk about cliques most infamous run with it
Catch your body's syndrome, most niggas sick with it
and clap a nigga in the first degree

[Prodigy]
aiyyo fall back, step back, we 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 anytime we stomp niggas out
or I might catch you all on myself and spaz out
how heavy it plays out, you niggas is assed 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)

[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
Guess you don't know a nigga 'till you catch a case with 'em
It aint all gravy just because you make cake 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
For about 20 joints with the nerve to point
Hurt worser than that physical pain
You fetish nigga roll with the sorry fuck now he switchin' to lame
Niggaz in the box could relate to my pain
All I got is my word and I'ma get you thats my word
Through family friends or even fuckin' your bird
Fuck it anything long as your death occur
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

[Prodigy]
Ay yo this nigga runnin' 'round runnin' his mouth speakin' on the wrong shit
What the fuck is this Dave Letterman shit on the late night
Creep on the talk show as rap asses get shot in they throat, speak on that
Girlie mouth nigga you worse than a bitch
I done shot niggaz for you put my life at risk
How you gonna go behind me and knife my back
Must be insane and I got a cure for that
My hammer will knock sense in the nigga real quick
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)

[Verse One: Havoc]
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 1/3 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 anything else, nigga prepare to fight
like, nuckle up, get your face bowl up
or, buckle up and get shot the fuck down
'cause we got 4 pounds that don't make no sounds
Real creepy, so be careful when you see me, breathe easy
Believe me, it's far from what you see on tv,
It's real life drama, you wouldn't want to be me...

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 Three: Prodigy]
Aiyo,
There aint no niggaz on the face of the map, fuckin' with this
Infamous, y'all, that dominant mall
Just park your attention on my dogs, it's us
We the ones with that dope shit,
that cold crush
We burn 'em up, turn it up, it's on
We gonna do it 'til it death us, fuck yo' thoughts
Niggaz be plottin' to dead us, they move in veine
Get they head bust open, it's not a thing
So rap fo' these niggaz
My team is tough
It's not a game, motherfucka
We cleanin' up
Gettin' that money, motherfucka
You king or what
We use your head, dunn, it's right there
Get you some
You lack strength, motherfucka
Better get you some
For's me, I'm more than a family, dunn
and we handles our business
and continue to bang
and chump niggaz
Grow and get bigger, flow and get richer

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'

(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 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
Let me see you throw the suit on
With no interruptions, ma turn the cell off
Start for the touchin'
And I'm sick with the candle
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 ?
Stay home, cook and clean like she the boss
Hell no nigga, not while I'm up in New York
She gonna do what she want, flirt when she want, fuck who she want
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)
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
Should've stayed where you was, I don't play those games
Ring on the finger, fatty off the meter
There's only one thing that this shit could lead to
The reaction, your mind'll crack
And put my mans on if it's poppin'
Bitch you laughin'?
Everything that I spit is real
And everything on your inside you scared to tell
The word creep, "no" ring a bell
Girl I know the situation all too well
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
That's when a nigga knew I had to get out
Know what you're goin' through, been there before
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

f/ 112

To let it ride... {*echoes*}

[Prodigy] + (Slim)
Pshh, shorty come here (112)
Listen, listen, listen, I know, I know (Ooooh)
(Love you) God damn
(Need you) Hear me out though
(Let's ride..) Yo (Let's ride..)

Hey love, I wanna hold you and talk to you
Put my arm around your shoulder and walk witchu
Be that one that'll serve you, my word to you
I know that nigga don't be doin what he 'sposed to do
I got much more to give than homie do
And you so fine, I just wanna roll witchu
You a Queen bitch, you need a King close to you
You need a nigga like P to just flow witchu
And I gotta try, cause anything's possible
And you just might see things the way I do
I just wanna get next to you, friends witchu
Burn hundreds, wake up in the bed witchu
I love when you walk, how that body move
Pardon my mouth, I'm just being honest boo
I will pay for airtime just to vibe witchu
Kisses and hugs until the next time you swing through

[Chorus: 112]
So many things that I wanna do
Wanna kiss, wanna touch, wanna taste, never teasing you
Oooh baby, cause I only wanna be with you; girl you know
Anything that you need, I got it
Million dollar shopping spree, I got it
Anything that you want, I got it
You know, I got it, ask me, I got it

[Havoc]
Ma I want you in the worst way, and I ain't thirsty or nuttin
But when I see somethin boo, 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 about time
Cause a nigga like me, been wantin you for years
Bumped heads here and there, but never got the chance
Best to those who wait, once I get up in them pants
Ain't no one minute man
'Posed to be with him? Better change those plans
Anything you gotsta do, lie to screw
Must be out his monkey-ass mind - how the hell he gettin tired of you?
Lemme light that fire that yo' body desire
Get you back to being sexy, single "Free" like Mya
Cause I treats 'em right, you know how I rock
And where-ever you at girl I'm on the next flight

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
Sit back I got this, baby girl you straight
For sure, rest assured you in the arms of strength
Baby I'll die for my loved ones, make no mistake
I'm not that man, I keep my gun on bait

[Havoc]
And it's a cold world, your man don't understand your pain
And I know you gettin tired of the same ol' same
He expect to keep you locked with that five karat ring?
Let's cop that old real while 112 sing

[112]
Anything you want, and anything you need
Just pick up the phone, and call me
Oooh anything, anything you want (anything you want)
and anything you need
Ooooh.. I'll come running!

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Yeah.. 112...
Mobb Deep... (let's rock this)
Let's go.. (Prodigy)
Da-da-da-da-da.. (Havoc)
Ohhh.. Let's go..
Let's ride... (That's right..)

f/ Big Noyd, Vita

[Havoc]
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

[Chorus - Vita] 2x
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

[Big Noyd]
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

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
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

[Chorus] 2x

[Vita talking]
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
Its real, its real
Yeah let them niggas know
Yeah
Say QB

[Hook]
[Havoc] Everywhere that I go now
I keep that thing right with me
It is because I live foul
Shorty like blue piece coming
[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

[Havoc]
Which part of no games niggas don't understand
Your dealing with one dead serious black man
Whose first resort is to squeeze, second thought to breath
Love this freedom so you know how I be
And why these niggas want to pull me in
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
When niggas out now was on infamil
Fuck a hotel nigga was fogging a windshield
Wrecking my first wheel they was barely bulking
Now this dun language is the motivation of their talking
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
We get fucked sucked and extra bead
Partying with the ladies is crazy dic
Make you want to have babies and eat the fish
You won't feel safe in the same place as us
We make niggas want to stay far away from 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

Verse 1: ( Prodigy )

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
I drop niggas thats runnin', shoot 'em in they back dun
coward ass nigga poppin' all that shit
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
these trash ass rappers and they faggot ass friends
talkin' like the bitches, walk around like they Men
niggas like ya'll don't get no respect
this is Hav', I die once, ya'll niggas die a Thousand deaths
cowards, you tryin' too hard to be 'bout it
you know them niggas that be fake be the ones to shout it (Holla!)
talkin' this and that, but check
turn around and get robbed in they own projects
might as well be rappin' on stage for them
bitches be baggin' you, 'cause you the one feminine
the sound of these guns got 'em shook, it's a rap
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
smokin' that dangerous, you know we got bangers
you know I'm dead real, I don't know what you was thinkin'
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
There he is right over there, over there(I see him)
Okay...I got a message for you infamous
You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big mistake
And you tell him personally...from me!
And stay outta here!

[Havoc]
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
I'm a quiet murderer, in front the feds type nigga
Do my dirt quicker from my early days swifter
With the gat, I'm like ??? paintin that picture
Listen to the words, take it as a jewel
If I'm fuckin your 'burb, just maintain cool
Cause I won't take a el, whether in your crib or the outside world
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?
The fashion-ass niggas you hang with, have a plate of graveshift
Man down, nigga it's the same shit
Niggas like kids and I don't play with 'em
Go get your father, nigga, the smart decision
And I'm picking niggas off with the sharp precision(pow)
Niggas need to see the wis' because they heart is missin

[Chorus]
[Havoc (Prodigy)]
(Get at me)
Niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

[Prodigy]
Yeah, nigga what's beef?
Shotties and macks, little two-shots
Four pounds and techs, arms and chest
Bag your strength, nigga them bombs and fists
Knives and forks, ain't no time to think, it's on
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
Cribs is found, careful when the kids is out
Torch your house, stalk your kin, bitches and friends
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]
First of all, we the one and only...infamous
(It's a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it)
First of all, we the one and only...
'Til the name wear out

[Havoc]
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] 1x

[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

[Havoc]
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 niggas get money bounce from the hood you shitted
So bitches fuck niggas, they man best dog
Over that now you got some nigga leaking on the floor
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
Never write it out if you can't cash that check
Dog I know about death you ain't sayin nuttin slick
Empty out on that fool cliq cliq, cliq cliq

Havoc: Hook x2
So keep movin, You better keep walkin
The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin
Clinger for life

[Prodigy]
Nigga how you want it nigga, cause you about to get served
Matter of fact nigga, you about to get your shit burned
Punk motherfucker, female ass nigga
The homo rapper, H to the you know
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
You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
By these black Mobb gangstas you niggas is done
I suggest that you pack up and take it to go
Cause everything is not cool and you niggas should know

Havoc: Hook
So keep movin, You better keep walkin
The nine will have them crawlin, crawlin
Clinger for life

[Havoc]
How it feel when that steel hit the grill huh
For real, for real shit be that real son
The grimy endulge in nothing but gangsterness
That ice is lookin major on your wrist
Is you ready to die like a man for it
Or pass it right over, fall back and get extorted
Like a camcorder every move is recorded
Keep them hands so I see them
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

f/ Littles

(Prodigy talkin')

Yeah man..you know...2002 man...approachin' 2003 man...where we takin'
this man?...where we headed for the future man...whats the resolution?

Verse 1: (Prodigy)

Wealth, health, and happiness nigga
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
see the elite strength, attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
prophecies comin' to pass
we gotta survive this shit dun, it's nothin' to laugh at
I hops in the V, grabs the heat and I stash that
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
and never lost ever since, though I took that big pinch
my Brother passed away, 24/7 I was bent
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
somewhere along the line them pieces had to get grabbed
all this money plus family, shit wasn't that bad
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?
you let him stash in your place, now you watch his waist
vision the days, hear the ghost whisper
dogs we left in the past, brought back now here with us
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
now the mink rope chain sparklin'
jumpin' out of bed, Thousand dollar slippers slidin' huggin' the
carpets.

Chorus

f/ Ronald Isley

(Ronald Isley singing throughout song)

[Prodigy and Havoc talking]
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

[Havoc]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Prodigy]
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

[Havoc]
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?
[Chorus]

[Havoc]
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

[Prodigy]
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

[Chorus x2]

[Ron Isley singing]

[Woman singing x6]
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

[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 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

Chorus: Havoc (4x)

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

[Verse Two: Prodigy]
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

Chorus: Havoc (4x)

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