Mobb Deep

[fox69]

 

[fox69]

"Adrenaline"

"Adrenaline"


[Intro - Prodigy]
Yea
It's that war shit
It's that war shit
And you know what dun
[Prodigy]
It makes you sick to hear the mobb bang like this
Infamous for the world to hate or play this
Don't give a fuck if you can't rock to this
My duns' heads bop to this
We stand out like a tourist
And make more noise than them other rap niggas
No gimmicks
Just pure adrenaline
Raw lyrics incredible beats
Don't mean to rub it in
But your small time beneath our feet
Straight ass cheeks niggas be askin
For ass whippings
Guns kick like pelle
My big shit be jumping like Jordan
Often lay a man down on the floor when it gets like that
I'm not blowing off rounds so you can hear sounds
So you can run back actin like you a vet
And swearin' you dead
You survived some real shit
Now what's this it's not going down like this
Ground y'all niggas like punishment
Dumpin' out full clips when we dumb out
Though I'd rather do music and chill the fuck out
Dun you bugged out I'm trying to walk a peaceful route
But niggas always got mouth until that piece come out
Niggas always gonna think something sweet
Until they least expect you bringing action exactly
[Chorus]
It be the Guns,money,pussy,cars,drugs,jewels,clothes
Brawls,killings,boroughs,buildings,disease,stress,in these,N.Y.C
[2X]
[Havoc]
Feel the gat blow while your shit rips
My shit'll hit while you lettin' niggas go
So you can lower the wrist
That'll only put odds against any attempt
Any provoke uprise you ain't got it in you
First of all you too soft for fastball
Point game track y'all merk like a jaguar nascar
And be out buck 80 on the slow mar
Hennesy spillin' all over my radar
Stay charged niggas getting amped off the mobb shit
Have you wildin' out on some club shit
Fit to make you dance at the same time
Stop and glance
Slap flames out the nigga with the wrong idea
Young shit with young mind but that quite contraire
Young nigga smart nigga
Who started from the stairs
How dare
You try to come around the way
In fear like a nigga that been there for years
Shout words that we live but don't play with it
'Cause when the shit go down you be like they did it
[Chorus]
[Prodigy]
Taste test this Military shit
Bitches love this
They mans wanna dub this
Thugness it ain't easy to find
Shit like mine I'm a rare species
You's a dime a gross
That's a dozen heast the least
Keep silence the most
Regulate with the rest of my establishment
Blast out the pockets of coke
Make the cops boat
I break down your whole background yo
Irons:a permanent flesh your clothes soakin'
You feel the shots pain every heartbeat throbbin'
Don't get excited you'll only make it worse fighting
Spent most of my nights graveyard shifting
Make burial grounds be that man grim reaper
With all pleasure
Pick your feet up
Pick the heat up
Let's do it like the crematory
Make it hot make the temperature rise like mercury
[Havoc]
When I feel like getting' bent (Yo don't fuck with it dun)
Imma drink away the pain until the brain get numb
Can't take all my dogs getting lost in the fog
Never to return I guess they heard god's call
And nature don't surprise me now
Prepare for the worst and never believe the silver line clouds
Scrutinize crowds
My surroundings
Get suspect we start four-poundin' shit
Picture me up in the mix
With the next man broke and is on my dick
A good man of plenty but an enemy it was clear
I just be another problem that he feenin' to fix
But I can't have that
Pull out I try to grab that
Caught one nigga like Mahadat
[Chorus]
[Prodigy singing]
Tonight we gon' get this party early
So let's get it right

 

[fox69]

"All A Dream"
(feat. The Lox)

"All A Dream"
(feat. The Lox)



[Verse 1 - Prodigy:]
Jumped up from sleep, soaking in sweat
Heart beating crazy from a dream I had
We was doing it up, cash flowing
I know you hear me nigga but you not knowing
Champagne bottles and hundreds flowing in the pool
So much poppin' the jacuzzi was full
Mad hoes for the bro
And everybody rolling up, we could all smoke
Pure molly, good golly that turned up the whole party, a few notches
It's all coming back now
Cocaine, buffets, mini mountains
Of that pretty white girl DJ played
All the right songs, we was all faded
Bottles on the house, half naked broads on the couch
Getting poked up, warming up, then I

[Hook:]
Woke up and now I'm still living it
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
Woke up and now I'm still getting it
It was all a dream
Woke up and now I'm still living it
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
Woke up and now I'm still getting it
It was all a dream

[Verse 2 - Sheek Louch:]
I had a dream I didn't even go get my Grammy
I was smoking and fucking bitches in Miami
I had a dream that Biggie told me that I was nice
Then I woke up and realized it was real life
4-5th on my hip, bottles pop
Weed in the air, these hating niggas still on my dick
I had a dream that my niggas came home
Celebrating life, then I woke up, my shit was blown
Tragic, I had a dream I had floor seats
In L.A. watching Bird and Magic
Exotic cars, money off shore
Good weed, my niggas with me on tour

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Styles P:]
Coke on the scale, money for the bail
Looking is the rear view, feds on the tail
Used to mix E&J with Ginger Ale
Sold crack when mom's drank pink champale
Now I'm in Anguilla on a ship that sails
Out the St. Maarten got them bricks in them mail
I don't play with the money cause the bread get stale
Rather sleep in a box 'fore I sit in a cell
Raising a wine glass, spliff in the air
I'm a gangsta, shoot me in the head if I tell
King pin, rap nigga dreams at twelve
Was it all a dream or could I see that well

[Hook]

[Verse 4 - Havoc:]
Last night watched TV but it watched me
Know what that mean, motherfucker fell asleep
Then I fell into a dream, it was so real
I was out in Vegas, blew about a half mil
Rode the strip, Rodeo we was club hoppin'
Finger poppin', had drugs droppin'
Hangover three, had bottles non-stoppin'
Top of her lungs [?]
In the Luxor cause the up-roar
Celebration time lift up your cups for
If it ain't us who the fuck you come for?
Jumped on the G5 back to the East Coast
Rich ass nigga still keep the heat close
Landed, bitches on deck to deepthroat
To scavenge for liquor and c-notes
They woke up to a bed full of freak shows

[Hook]

[Verse 5 - Jadakiss:]
I had a dream that my first contract was a good one
When I get it I'm a let the whole hood come
Visualizing all the shit that could come
I did a lot of bad shit I'm the good son
Everything paid for we don't lease shit
My niggas still with me that's G-shit
Four chandeliers Master P shit
In the middle of the ocean, sea sick
Gorgeous, top of the Forbes list
No such as thing as I can't afford this
Pinky ring, sky dweller iced out Choca
Money talks so I spoke up, then I woke up

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Allustrious"

"Allustrious"


Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C
M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side
Niggaz know how we do, right right
I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)
Yo

[Havoc]
The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose
Take shit back to trip who fat Goose
Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour
Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit
The same law, same day contract, different clause
Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls
Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since
third time felon nigga, who you tellin?

[Chorus One: repeat 2X]

Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes
and dust to dust, if you fuck with us
It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us
Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked

[Prodigy]
Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga
P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly
I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me
Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?
You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly
Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be
spent too much time with wifey, come out to play
with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture
Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight
Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights
My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal
There's no cure, for what my pen do neither
Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap jesters
While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now
move over bacon, time for som'in meatier
Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre
Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought
that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?
Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill
This is rap for real, somethin you feel
You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo
It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll
but it's hip-hop though, my drug music
It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it

[Chorus Two: repeat 2X]

Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us
And y'all weak to us
If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst
It's a must we burst ours first

[last line changed 2X to "and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga"]

[Havoc]
Yo.. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome
My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone
Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars
Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug
Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs
Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz
in formation pack the lead up in shit
The better you get, the better we get, and that's it
Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom
Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em
Imperial dogs, creepin through fog
Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal
We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S
And when you spot us, play low-key

[Prodigy]
Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role
Can't they see us wildin out on the video?
Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?
Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?
Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps
I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach
I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart
Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart
Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart
Challengin the Mobb in the arts
Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls
Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up
Your style's limited, your rap's primitive
Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn

[Chorus Two]

[Chorus Two]

[Chorus Two (fades our partway through)]

 

[fox69]

"Amerikaz Nightmare"

"Amerikaz Nightmare"


[Havoc]
Yea.. Amerikaz Motherfuckin Nightmare bitch

[Havoc]
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare

[Havoc]
Dogs, I think smarter, reach harder
slugs travel much farther
Niggaz stomped a Timberland wearing face carver
With the box cutter, top gutter
I hover over you lames, Run for cover, end in your brain (yea)
You did your thang but not very good
And by the looks of things, You can't come back to the hood
This is not a good look for you my nigga
Wus really poppin, Inquirin minds wanna know
How you rocking them new guns, we cope those
Invoke, like we bought 'em in Costco's
Don't get yaself murk'd, wet shirt
Said it first, hurry this that red alert
You ain't gotta get buck to know that this letter hurt
The sight of my Hammer, gotcha heart pumping
Nerves twitching, Eyes jumping, heads will roll
when the pound starts kicking You be missing
Moms will be wearing that yellow ribbon
While I'm somewhere in the Carribean Islands, chillin

[Chorus]
They wanna know, where the hood at, nigga we right here
Locking the flesh with the Tec's they never scared
Them guns we holdin', claustrophobic, we'll let 'em in
Dump Dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare

[Prodigy]
Yeaun..You know we keep them big thangs ( big thangs )
That make dead people when we hit brains (hit brains)
It's a wrap for the sequel get yo whip spray'd (whip sprayed )
Tho I rather hit you walkin, get yo shit shaved ( shit shaved )
Plus showered up, talkin then we split, EY (woo wooo)
Wont catch me gun smokin, have the cops think
There was drugs that provoke it while we rollin, EY
Baby girl, I see you, can I get a taste
Of that thang, heard its lethal in a good way
Just so you kno I ain't the one that get yo clit ate
But hope you got a strong back, I'll make yo shit break
You'll be walking like a penguin for a few days
Yo Bitch, you know we got BIG CASH
Money fallin out our pockets, give you whiplash
When we drive past your project, ain't nobody can stop us
Infamous they can't stop us, They want our spot
Yo fall bak nigga we got this

[Chorus]

[Prodigy]
I got love for my niggaz, love for my niggaz
Love for my niggaz, got love for my niggaz
I bust thugs for my niggaz, thug for my niggaz
Thugs for my niggaz, bust bloods for my niggaz

[Havoc]
Yo slugs touchin, medics will rush you
Jay dusting for Prince, make shift
Morgues made for you pricks
You know wuts on my hips, you know the hood that I rep
You know we dumpin' them clips
You in the valley of death

[Prodigy]
Get comfortable nigga, you runnin out of breath (outta breath)
Ya blood is spilling thru the sealing of the necks (of the necks)
Floor or have you flood the cement
Ouside somewhere on the streets, no longer in the flesh

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Animal Instinct"
(feat. Gambino, Ty Knitty)

"Animal Instinct"
(feat. Gambino, Ty Knitty)



[Intro: Havoc]

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

[Havoc]
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?

[Prodigy]
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

[Ty Knitty]
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?

[Gambino]
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!

 

[fox69]

"Apostle's Warning"

"Apostle's Warning"


[Intro: Havoc]

Uhh GOD, uhh, y'know what we gotta do son!
Y'knowhutI'msayin? Word up!
Make that millions fam!
No doubt! It's only there for the takings son
Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son
We drunk all that shit, hey yo!

[Havoc]

44th Side convention, Queens connection
The Bridge be rep'tin
Any party that we step in get they heady-up
V-S-O-P immediately, extra bent
Rob then out son is evident
We stash CREAM, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice 'reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, let's have a rule, combinations
No conversation, bring all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, ass spittin, that's bad business
For the game nigga, get out the business
You waste space, substitute here's the briefcase
We deface, smack the smile off ya fuckin face
Tainted taste, send ya home back to vacate
Get your shit together plus your mind straight

[Prodigy]

Yo
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that hire stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my son'll live great
Little man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even more trife
My understandin, I'll raise you with precise plannin
And put you on to the whole game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach
I won't snap at you I'm goin for throats
And when you feel my bite 'cha sing high notes
I peeped you from deep and then you got cut throats
My formulae-I live life do or die
Stare into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin niggas to protoges
My protege I advise ya ass to make way
Make way...for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labryinth like poisonous cannabis
Here take a toke of this daily rare roackalist
Overpower y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight thru a magnifying glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight thru ya brain and leave ya open (Oh shit!)
And let the venom soak in
You start sweatin and goin thru convulsions from dope shit I write
Leavin niggas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nigga that's sick
I'll wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business fuckin with this
Contender number one I put you on top of the list
You're the best challenger so far I'll give you this
But peep this (what?) fatal shots that soloplex
Man down, now who dares to go next?
Like General Monkmonk orders to chop necks
I send a message to my whole clique to bomb shit
Atomic, no time for calm shit
We hyperactive and it's time for Vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning
Word up!

 

[fox69]

"Baby Baby"

"Baby Baby"


[Samples]
"Shot fired"
"Give it up"
"That's right, everythin' B"
"You gotta" - "Give it up"
"Yea, well"
"It looks like they gon' fight too"
"It's serious"
"Give it up"
"Yo hold up dawg"
"Everythin' B"
"Give it up"
[Prodigy]
Ayo it's 52 states and we hittin' all of them
Party e'yday, hotels suites and shop
They eatin' food like Kings, Barbarians rather
We corner stray Vultures 'cause we all savage
Goin' Apes on the chicks, we did the girls foul
But they likely gon' bananas on the stage
Wit madd bottles or the Henny rock, the crowds gon' crazy
Ayo there's million fifty-two dimes, you can't hit all of 'em
Just get you a nice ass boo and you'll be on dunn
But y'all niggaz so thirsty 'til that Virus bite you on your ass is dirt
I seen people die Aids my Pops is one of them
I seen people get clipped with shots that were sprayed
And that hell fire blaze, 'cause people wanna throw all their weight
Only the Creator know what took place
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Ay baby? Ga'head make me rip baby
Madd bullets in your shit baby
Plus you get stomped in baby, babe-babe-baby-baby
Say baby? Get your mind off me baby
Keep your mind on your ring baby
And bets stay where you be baby, babe-babe-baby-baby
[Prodigy]
Why I need madd guns? When my nine worth fine, my AR's plus
They talkin' 'bout vestin' up, nigga come how you want
I got some for you fucks, I don't black out
I pull conscious murder, I'm perfectly insane and fully aware I'm hurtin' sumtin'
It could pop off 24-7, it's nobody safe, its no one for help
You gotta go through your own things
Handle your shit; make your own gun ring
Me? - You better send nines, I'ma shoot the first .4-5 Mary J Blige
R&B niggaz, they singin' the blues 'cause we more uppin' them niggaz baby
You fuckin' wit the wrong set of dudes
But my songs speak for itself, the choices is on you
[Chorus: Prodigy]
[Samples]
"Eh-huh"
"Eh-huh"
"Give it up"
"Eh-huh"
"Eh-huh"
"Give it up"
"Eh-huh"
"Eh-huh"
"Give it up"
"Eh-huh"
"It looks like they gon' fight too"
"It's serious"
"Give it up"
"Eh-huh"
"Eh-huh"
"Give it up"

 

[fox69]

"Back At You"

"Back At You"


No doubt..
[Havoc]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Stainless steel gats - they never rust, fin' to bust
You get touched, blessed with the real side of life
Just enough - you couldn't fight it with your strongest mic
Laid down nigga eyes visualize bad perception
Major interference shoot your upper body section
I travel like a two-two bullet, throughout your body
Repped to the fullest, Queensbridge representin
Presentin.. the hollow tip crew
Loose lips sink ships, you talk shit I follow through
Once the kite is sent, I might get bent but still planted
No second thoughts, cause my conscience is demandin
for the bloodshed (bloodshed) I leave that mug red (mug red)
I'm like cancer can't catch me cause I done spread (done spread)
Doorknob dead, enough said from the scene I fled
with the paranoid thoughts runnin round my head
It's like that, war, project niggaz strike back
It's on - what the fuck you say? I'll be right back
with the gat, and temper, end your motherfuckin era
Your shorty set you up you betta dead her
Hunger for the cheddar big Benz or better
Armeretto sours, alcohol consumption
While you - runnin we thumpin
Due to the fact +The Infamous+ is bumpin
Ice grill, son you frontin
[Chorus x4: Mobb Deep]
It's like that, war, project niggaz strike back
It's on - what the fuck you say? I'll be right back
[Prodigy]
Welcome to the fact that, here take that
Right back at you, I'm goin at Duke, already ran through
Wasn't hard to capture, what is it that your goin after?
(What is it what is it?) The forty-fifth'll make your clothes damper
Put in the hamper, the fabulous Infamous movin stainless
Crimes heinous, to all my niggaz hold your bangers
Live in action, if you were dapped then relax then
The fuck you said? I'll be right back with mac's then
blastin, tearin up your Fila fashion
Give him what he ask an' fill you in on what happened
Back at the cabin, be at the round table plannin
to spread team across planet, expand shit
Slap a nigga open handedly style, somethin foul
for tryin to slow down, my cash pile a hundred miles
I can recall the days, juvenile crime pays
Fourteen years old, shorty from round way
Brick-ass cold, still pump from night to day
But why did my life have to be this way?
I rock Velour suits, flavors like mixed fruits
My loot give recoup, razors in my suit
case they try to troop me to the Island
I'm known for start whylin
Back in New York, my soldiers got the cash piled in
Peep this, dome we'll blows on some nose and teeth shit
So much drama, who the fuck knows we got beef with?
Lift you up off your feet like ski lift
Pull back the big fifth for niggaz who wiff
Them niggaz you with
Then I'm on the next light, gettin bent in the clouds
On my way down South for international crowds
(Word up, word up son, we gotta get this motherfuckin money kid
Knahmsayin? What up kid? Fuck that son..)
[Chorus x4: Mobb Deep]
It's like that, war, project niggaz strike back
It's on - what the fuck you said? I'll be right back
[ad libs to fade]

 

[fox69]

"Backstage Pass"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"Backstage Pass"
(feat. 50 Cent)



[Prodigy]
It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi
Every women on planet Earth got their eyes
On the kid; they all wanna touch
On a nigga skin, they love me so much
They all got P on they brain
And at the show they do anything to get backstage
Just so they can hug 50, and kiss on Banks
After we all get a turn, the broads said, "Thanks."
Shit, just last month a nigga wasn't shit
Now I finger pop dimes, with diamonds on my fists
Niggaz bringing me they girl like, "You can have my bitch
Just help me get down with the G-unit!"
Man, little groupies - they make me sick
You ain't getting in the after party unless you're a chick
And bitch, you ain't getting in the hotel - unless we grip
And you're gonna look fine, plus suck a mean dick (woah)

[Hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl - I know I seen your face before
Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass
[repeat]

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
Shorty what's up? You know you wanna roll with a nigga
I'm trying to fuck - if you decide to go with a nigga
I'll tear it up - in the tele you'll be loving a nigga
I'll work that, work that - yeah, I'll work that, work that

[Havoc]
It's funny how a bitch'll make her way backstage
Harder than the politician on the campaigne
No games baby girl, gotta do the damn thing
Let me see you back it up till you pull a hamstring
Face fuck, girl go for broke
So hard, leave stretch marks up in her throat
Then Havoc on the floor
I don't need to get her number - she'll be at the next show
Half-ass dress, smelling like sex
Dried up nutt on her neck
They don't call us the master of the tour (?) for nothing
We destroy good girls; send them home with pussy soft from fucking
Catch 'em in the morning and somebody White-T'd
And that's the kind of bitch that you call wifey
She'll do it anywhere from the tele to the tour bus
Here's the hot line bitch, call us

[Hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl - I know I seen your face before
Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass
[repeat]