Mobb Deep

[fox69]

"Backwards"

"Backwards"


[Intro: Havoc]
Da-da-da..
Right there, yea, spin that back
[record spins back]
Drop it, drop it, yea, uhhh, straight out the lab
Chemistry made, you know, yo
[Verse 1: Havoc]
I don't wanna wild, I just wanna chill
But yet still gettin' confronted by ice grills
They learn when I hit 'em with, heat and conspicuous
Stunt, just a little bit - start, we gon' finish this shit
You little niggaz runnin' round snot nose
I laugh with a cold grin, I dead you wanna pose
You fuckin' wit a nigga, who done been through the bullshit
Niggaz die Mesabi, close friends turn to grimy
Wifey, bonin' associates hate a simple bitch
Add it all together; you know who you fuckin' wit
A nigga who can give a fuck if you broke
Give a fuck what he tote, got the drop then blow
You's a scared nigga tryna live
Yellow back and shit
You's a real good actor, your click actresses
Fact is, niggaz lose stripes for tryna match this
Havoc's a total package; knock a nigga of his axis
[Chorus: Havoc]
Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
(And I) Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Yo dunn I love it when these niggaz think it's somethin' sweet wit P
Love it when people doubt me
Love it when you niggaz write songs about me, I love confrontation
Love it when a nigga that don't rap, he hatin'
I love it when they think it's only a song I'm fakin'
I love to see they face when my gun bangin'
And I would love for us to bump it to each other on a humble
Your niggaz is stabbin', my niggaz'll buck you
Y'all niggaz is flaggin', yeah we got one too
Infamous, I heard you screamin' our name, whatup with you?
Let me explain somethin', we the world's most
Y'all rap niggaz, we do this shit for real
Look, listen, I knock ya hustle down kid
You's a fall to the next nigga, I murder you bitch
I would love to watch you bleed and take ya last breath
Give you pain, and let you get acquainted with death, boy
[Chorus: Havoc]
Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)
Niggaz sream gangsta
('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)

 

[fox69]

"Bitch Ass Nigga"

"Bitch Ass Nigga"


Bitch ass nigga, yo it's time to pull the trigga
I might be small, but fuck with bein bigga
Niggaz wanna throw with that bullshit but step aside
Pull out the four-five, and kill him motherfuckin dead
Pump his ass with lead
Never fakin moves, motherfucker run the jewels
Buckwild, blowin niggaz out the frame
Matter fact, don't call me shorty, kid you know my name
So next time, you see me, you better duck me
cause I don't give a fuck G
Catch wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick sex
Who's next, bitch ass nigga?

Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none [4X]

Kick it when I'm wicked and all smoked out
The little nigga that gets on your nerves so read about
You say yo shorty trauma, what's all the drama?
I shoot em up like their last name was Farmer
Shorty got the death wish, I wish to die
But when I try, it just goes by
You couldn't kill me because I can't kill myself
And if I got beef then I got it for self
And if I catch a body, I catch it for self
To me, murder is good for the health
Little man paranoid, Mr. Schizophrenic
Thirty-five niggaz wanna funk, don't panic
Just shoot a head up, or take your beatin like a man
Or pull a burner if you want a longer lifespan
That's how I see it if I gotta die so be it
But maybe one day, my luck'll run out though
Until then, I couldn't give a FUCK yo
Little shorty one time, I'm goin all out for mines
cause there won't be a next time
So what you wanna do punk, back up a little
Gimme some space, I'm hittin hearts, street sweeper
A little crazed nigga from the streets
Raised in the ghetto, I'm puttin out heads yo
I'm open, time to catch wreck, put em in check
Snap his neck, grab his loot then jet
Who's next to be a victim - easily ripped up
Get ready to run when I ripped em
Drop to the floor, feel the wrath of the drug war
Call me a thug who gets buck when I want more
Maniac react with a tec 9
Hit me up now cause there won't be a next time
Nah you don't want none

Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none [6X]

Who's that nigga standin with the jewels?
Throw on my hood, cock back the tool
Just to get a rep, yea you god damn right
Just lick lick shots cause I don't fuck with fights
Back on the ave, and five-oh arrive
Chalk on the ground where the motherfucker died
Niggaz know who did it but ain't nobody snitchin
No word of to myself, if they do, I'm flippin the script
Settin it off, yo, put em in a dopefiend
and cut em up like protein
The Lord of criminal juvenile crimes committed
Set it some bitch-ass nigga, I'm widdit
You couldn't fuck with the skills of the five foot
And all it takes is a set to get your crew shook
You're fucked up, kid your rap styles sucks
I'm bustin niggaz, like my first nut
Should I pull the trigga
Huh, no question

Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none [9X]

 

[fox69]

"Black Cocaine"

"Black Cocaine"


[Havoc:]
Pay attention everything I mentions is a jewel
All I gotta do is whisper to make the fatty move
The constitution I go by, cash rules
Everything around me, the movement’s grass root
Started from the bottom bottom of the pyrex
Hand in hand until that money went high tech
Keep a legend in a Mac Book
The crystal ball too was watching the crack cook
Foreseen undisclosed amounts, Bentley’s, Ferrari’s, overseas accounts, major assets
Forgot my address
Got so many of ‘em [?] And I’m straight from the projects
Niggas got heart, but we don’t got a conscience
But I got a complex, I don’t ever wanna be a bum
So I’m counting money till my fingers go numb
[Hook:]
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
[Prodigy:]
Ask around who’s laid up, sharp and straight up, Maffiosi
The most infamous dangerous rappers on the earth surface
I serve purpose, I don’t bullshit with it when I spit it
Leave a burn like the alien blood in this age of Aquarius
Fear me not I’m here to guide you through the various stages of changes and consciousness
High of the life and haze. Am I a hypocrite?
Chunky black with cat piss, call it Wiz Khalifa
Swinging trees like Tarzan and Latifah
Got me hide in sun, moon, stars and wheezy
All the hash smell, hoes in ya clothes be easy and close ya eyes while I rhyme these lines
These black cocaine lines
Now picture me in ya mind at the concert live
We well worth the ticket
A 120 minutes of ya favorite P lyrics
Yeah that dirty New York reality rap, that Mobb shit
Classic like Biggie, but we fresh like Minaj is
Now who you know got a flow so timeless, who write about more than just cars and diamonds?
It’s more than just whatever new gun’s in style is
Prodigy the brainiac kid. Word to baby Jesus
This baby faced genius is lasted so far for 80 seasons
What makes you believe that I will stop now and allow Mobb Deep to collapse to the ground?
You crazy? I even make that thought get up? Wipe the dirt of and come again
This is not luck, This is hard work, dedication an passion
You just a flash in the pan
We endless and everlasting
Hey all
[Hook (x2):]
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black, black, black, black, blak, black cocaine
Black black black, black, black, blak, black cocaine

 

[fox69]

"Block Life"
(feat. ACD)

"Block Life"
(feat. ACD)



[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, my life story - based on a true story
We popped MAC's all growin' up, while y'all played story
We were playin' hide the cracks, while y'all played tag
I was a young gun learin' how to fight back
A 'lil rock head fuck, who neva learned shit
Who picked up a habit for the block life kid
A few cases, sit on the bench, make conversation
Yo, there's party tonight, get the razors
"Dawg, but it's all goin' overboard"
I told 'em - "Dang god you tryin' to take a nigga arm"
We're like a brick, when we come smashin' through
A-C-D, M-O-B, nigga fuck it's you
We're straight thugs over here bo', what the deal y'all?
Up in the staircase, post-up, long chrome
With the .4 long, closest I could reach my arm
Who wanna play target, check out the name of the song
It goes...

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Block - Life, what's the matter with your thugs
Block - Life, what's the matter with y'all's guns
Block - Life, everybody can't be on top
The Block - Life, can't stop, won't stop

[Verse 2: ACD]
Comin' up, I was a fuck up, burnin' blunts up
Playin' dice with the older crowd, puttin' dubs up
Some kids was into sports, I was into doe
You was mad 'cause you felt all I was stress
'Cause the money was slow
Fractured my hand, I'm stashin' 'em
Before I'm bagged wit 'em, plus my son got the Magnum
Wyldin' out in these young gun days, young love days
New to the game, but was curious about the fees
And them thick rope chains, I'm stuck on how
Niggaz blew up off cocaine, and opened wide
In '88, when I first heard Jane, we got all the --
But the hood still remains the same
Old fiends, same drugs, new thugs
Same slugs, new crews with MAC's
With thoughts to push it back, straight like that
Actin' up off Cognac, come through
Act hostile, but lay you flat, in the --

[Chorus: Prodigy]

[Verse 3: Havoc]
Yo, we use to play the lobby
Get bent; see that was my favorite hobby
Watchin' my dawgs get off, some even framed Ferrari's
Alot of school peers blew, some even bought Ferrari's
Young thugs we grew, still we're crashin' parties
Too all the shooks ones too, my crew'll bash & body
Dukes stuntin' witchu, don't make us clap somebody
New rats and other run fast and tellin' friends who looked fat
We off the hook as the jook style
Years went by pages turned onto calendar
Trade in my Tray .8, copped the .40 Caliber
Kept it on me in school, got shorty cuttin' out Algebra
Niggaz always seemed cool, others tryna to challenge us
Retaliation, got me trapped with false accusation
Tossed cracks & graders, when the ambs' invaded, madd congregation
Watchin' altercation go down, the rough frantic, when the hear the .4 pound

[Chorus: Prodigy X2]

 

[fox69]

"Blood Money"

"Blood Money"


[Intro: Prodigy]
Gotta get this money son...
Need a whole lot of them reserve notes!
"Aggin's" is that leave 'em tender...
Ayo H!
Tell 'em!

[Havoc:]
Ayo! - Shit can't get worse - it'll only get better
Homie I'm a die tryin' chasin' that old chedda.
They can say what they want I know, it's small forever
I have niggaz sayin': "Hav' did his thing through-out his ten-year! "
Capital H - went through wakes
Cold sweat bitches looking at me like I'm buggin'. (buggin'?)
Sleep talk cause them dreams be real cousin (real!)
They say death come in threes but it should come in dozens.
Gotta watch who you loving cause that bitch'll switch sides (uh-huh!)
Some put me on so I know that bitch lyin'. (haha man!)
A blind make 'em see! - And that shit no good. (naaah!)
The hood raised a nigga but - I'm dyin' to leave!
Spread my wings, leave that nest (yo!)
Get that good money almost feel like sex. (yeah!)
And fuck! - If it don't happen then, it's not me
Whoever said that bullshit - they ain't see these checks!

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Everything we wake up to this hell - reality bite. (reality bite...)
You niggaz think shits sweet - 'till somebody die. ('till somebody die...)
And then we smoke to the memories, and get high as a kite! (get high as a kite...)
Drinking on some Hennessy! - And everybody goin' with their life. (goin' with their life...)
People say that the dough we make - That's Blood Money! - That's blood money!
They say our music corrupts the kids... so That's Blood Money! - That's Blood Money!
They try to tell me the dough I spent... That's Blood Money! - That's Blood Money!
People say the dough that we ho-ooold... That's Blood Money! - Straight Blood Money!

[Prodigy:]
YEAH! - In 2006, 2000 ain't shit
I spend that on weed - spend that on kicks.
When I was fucked up - nobody gave a shit
But now I'm up! - Ery'body on my dick. (ahahaha!)
You now 'bout to witness the power of Mobb Deep
By the time we through - we gon' be undefeated!
By the time I'm done - they ain' gonna wanna hear your weak shit.
Our raps is murder! - In the beats underneath it!
Produced by Havoc. - Yeah you know where's it at!
If you need to put out a hit - you gotta see the man.
Lil man study our words to help him understand
How to survive - and get through the bullshit,
BUT! - I ain't no fuckin' role model!
Shorty follow me you gone be bussin' off the nozzle.
I'm picking up the bottle. - Smoking on the weed,
Treatin' bitches like hoes - and gettin' this money.

[Chorus]

[Outro: Prodigy]
Let 'em know dunn! Let 'em know why they put us through hell!
Flood our hoods with drugs guns and disease...
Tell us to shut up when we speak on it!
Man this world was built on blood...
All money is Blood Money! (that's right!)
Shit America stole e'rything!
"In God We Trust"...
Who God are we talkin' 'bout? (hummm!)
We don't trust nuttin' that come from these muhfuckers!
We never asked to be here...
YOU FORCED US!
So now we don't have a choice, (let 'em know Dunn!)
Get rich or die fucked up and broke! (NAAAAHH!)
New World Order? !
Fucking right it's a new world!
And we run this shit!
The new breed!
Do we scare you?
If so I don't know why...
We're just the monsters y'all created... (yeeah!)
I just hope we alive when this motherfucker BURN THEN!
'Till then...
It's the Infamous Mobb Deep!
Gorilla-Unit... !
'TILL THE DEATH!
And there's nothing you can do about it!
'Ahahaha!
Revenge is so sweet! (Whoooooo!)
SO SWEET! [beat fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Bloodsport"

"Bloodsport"


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

 

[fox69]

"Bounce"

"Bounce"


[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)]

 

[fox69]

"Bump That"
(feat. 50 Cent, Noyd)

"Bump That"
(feat. 50 Cent, Noyd)



[H] Yeah
[50] Yeah
[H] It's real, it's real
[50] Yeah
[H] Got 'em

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Bump that - niggaz try to stunt on my clique
Then when I get on that shit, I bring it to 'em
where they pump at, 12-gauge Mausberg
No shell in the head 'fore you put in work
You gotta pump that - you done hit a nigga with it
and you runnin, the police is comin, take my advice nigga
Dump that - this is serious, these rap niggaz
I'm just havin fun with it, 50 Cent, Havoc bump that

[50 Cent]
My son asked, "Daddy why you carry a gun, you ain't a cop"
I looked at him and said, "Sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot
Wanna go to show-and-tell and show the class my glock?
Show 'em the clip, show 'em the beam, show 'em how Daddy lean"
In the convertible Jag, 22-inch mags
For a high school dropout, shit, that ain't bad
I'm ain't a Blood or a Crip, I'm doin my own thang
G-UNIT! Shit, I done started my own gang
I don't go that funny dance, I don't throw gang signs
But I'm a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine
You think all I do is rap, then you don't know me good
Have Smurf hangin out the sunroof to light up yo' hood
Man, Carlito ain't never seen Blanco comin
But if he did, you think he woulda started runnin?
And I move with them Doublemint Twins, and two macs
I'll leave you flat your back - BRRRAT! Take that

[Chorus]

[Noyd]
Uh-huh, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
My life story is that gangsta thing, packin that thing
Iced out diamond rings; fuck linen
It's Timbs and jeans, puffin cigars, stuff it with greens
What's fuckin with Queens? Nuttin and not a thing
We kings of rap, shanks and gats, knuckles and bats
Get at me, you want beef, come correct
Stunt on any nigga in my clique-ah, you get clapped
We sick, so quick, you be layin on your back
Cause we don't give a fuck nigga, we love to dump
You don't wanna get jumped, better turn yo' music up
And bump that - cause we comin with them guns black
And cause of the hoodrats, know where your home's at
Fuck that, this is for my niggaz in the hoods that
slingin them blue caps, smokin that chronic sack
Get that paper, watch for all haters
Snitches and them bitches and them inside traders
Nigga fuck that

[Chorus]

[Havoc]
Yeah, yeah
If you trippin with my niggaz 50 and Noyd
If anybody ask me nigga them my homeboys
When it come to drama know we pack them big gats
(We got a ton of slugs) Bitch, and it's like that
We them thirsty ones, no mask, we stick cats
I never handcuff a ho, I let you whip that
Let my money bubble, live off the kick back
This midnight shit is serious, where your kids at?
These streets too dangerous to let them roam
I done seen the gulliest of 'em, cry for home
Like a fish out of water, they gasp and shake
I'm a friend of the jooks and the dukes and the duct tape
Like a Down South nigga I won't stop 'til I'm "skraight"
Walkin up the street, testin out my heat
Uh-huh.. and as you stand in disbelief
When it comes to the slugs I ain't cheap
Nigga you know I..

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Burn"
(feat. Vita, Big Noyd)

"Burn"
(feat. Vita, Big Noyd)



[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'
Till 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, permenant ink
Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that 'cause
Forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes
Never repeatin' 'em
Some love, some hate me
B****es in the head beatin' 'em
(So)
Niggas wanna ride
By the crib all slow
(Oh)
We clap motherf***er
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:]
What's wrong
With motherf***ers
When will the ever learn
Keep playin' with that fire
And that as* is gettin' burned
F***in' with semi-autos
One foot is in the grave
We givin' all of y'all
Somethin' to be afraid of
[Repeat]

[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
'Cause I'm a f***in' 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 sh*t stink
Then sh*t hit the fans
So I don't slip, I'ma sh*t
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 sh*t bangin'

[Repeat chorus]

[Prodigy:]
You a b****-as* nigga
I had you kill't
All they had was your
Picture at the funeral
No casket
You b*stards be missin'
My jewels, my whip
My rims we b****in'
My guns be the heat
That'll make you blister
My mens, my Timbs'll
Stomp you niggas
No sh*t, no clip
Don't f*** 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 sh*t that you pulled
Ain't do me no damage
You don't know me
But we 'bout
To change that sh*t
Wrap that nigga up
Like a package
F*** all them nigga
Buck all them faggots

[Repeat chorus twice]

[Vita:]
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

 

[fox69]

"Can't Fuck Wit"
(feat. Raekwon)

"Can't Fuck Wit"
(feat. Raekwon)



[Intro: Havoc, (Prodigy)]
Yeah... yeah... yeah (Let it go... let it go)
Yo, that's right (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's right)
Oh, yeah (Check it out, tell 'em, dunn)
Oh...

[Chorus x2: Havoc]
Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit the niggaz I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit niggaz I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Y'all niggaz minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggaz wanna pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal

[Havoc]
Yo, if I sat at wrote a verse for all the niggaz I hated
Most definately, if not you, kill somebody belated
Sound foul with a subject, dunn, no women or kids
Dump you up under a bridge in a cardboard box
I'm like nothin to do wit it, believe it or not
I'm washin my hands to get bent with Henney or rock
Up in the rep bangin my chest off, pealin my socks
Niggaz do it to death, I sleep with my 6 cocked
Like Henney rock, one sip, ya love it a lot
While you sleepin, I'm creapin wit the intricate plot
Cuz picture me up in the morgue, way before my time
Picture you tryin to get my while I'm still tryin to get mines
Asshole, have ya brain lookin like Castro
Dunn, I heard you wanted me (be careful what you ask for)
Bitch, if I buck you, damn Short snitched
The nigga just mad cuz he can't cop crisp

[Chorus x2]

[Raekwon]
I observe the dread, winter time, big shot in my leg
Blood barrels, a big thick Benneton keg
Razor glass full, salute all teflon, shoot wit the left arm
We sleepin wit nukes, the blood is shed warm
High-voltage guns, nuns wit jums in the gums
Razors, lazers, bulletproof blazers
Yo, remind what the team chanted
They bought the jewel from a don wit a king-sized hat on, slanted
Kangol wit Bentol, ya mental, mid-war
Spill Hen' in the store, that's for the own'
Blaze wit a bent 4, yo these laws is your's
When we pour gasoline all in ya pours and draws
So decievin, flow speed change, lay him down, empty breathin
Instead of these leaks, we leave the weak weapin
Operation: apparatus, spray shots through ya grey Stratus
Straight up status for maggots

[Chorus x2]

[Prodigy]
Soldier boys stay on ya toes, be on ya P's and Q's
Keep ya eyes bright comin out ya buildin, duke
You might bump into a bullet or stumble on ya death
Niggaz slumber, I put 'em in a deep coma
I keep guns cuz it's like that, you figure it out
I got an arson for niggaz tryin to figure me out
You ain't a killa, you just talk more, runnin ya mouth
The type of nigga, we'll stomp out and bloody down
Look, we a Mobb for real, don't let the LP's twist it
Cut me a cheque cuz I don't talk business
Drop anthems worth millions and spend millions
Take trips with my niggaz to the Keys on the weekends
Serious jewels, pissy off the fruits
Dunn, we move like the marines, move when we come through
Seduce bitches dizzy, half they friends and they moms wanna hit me
Y'all know my stiggity

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Havoc]
Yeah, yeah...