Mobb Deep

[fox69]

"Crawlin"

"Crawlin"


[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

 

[fox69]

"Creep"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"Creep"
(feat. 50 Cent)



[Intro: Havoc]
thats that creep
creep mode baby we in creep mode
come around here baby
shinnin like that
[Havoc]
its crazy on this side, come thru gun thru
ohh ya man live out here Dont go and get comfortable
Dont know what he told you, aint sweet around here
and i dont care what he told you it aint sweet around here
see me ridin in that infiniti, now thats not fair
whats that a two thousand and six? okay
playboy we got bombs detinate all day
and you comin straight thru the hood, straight ??
we takin medium rare, grill to bakin us
Lettin that ?? not ?? for the bait
Oh You ment, you a local Guess what she bait
She dont know right now but trust me the bitch bait
Im gonan get all in her business cause shorty is madd cool
My mans was diggen that and she a little bit national
first time we catch you comin out of the buildin we snatchin you
And takin whats your, first thing we askin you is...
[Chorus: Havoc]
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
Fuck brought your ass round here
This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like niggas got somethin to live for round here
[Prodigy]
You ask me, all these rappers is bums
Hav show me the flow and i ran wit it dun
I mean really, you gotta be the most worst
rap shit i ever herd, compare to a P verse
We emerge on the scene, everything seen
than stop... watch as they bling bling
nigga wanna swing swing, they must show
And once we get in they ear, thats a rap broo
Our songs good to go, stragiht to the radiOO
Flex easy on the palm, let the niggas here the flow
of americas most, dangerous to have fans
new york new york, we the kings of the thang
party too much, smoke too much grass
and we never see the bright side, we only see the bad
Fuck all that, thers a lot of niggas dead
And i wont let em get me how they got them
[Chorus: Havoc]
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
Fuck brought your ass round here
This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like niggas got somethin to live for round here
[50 Cent]
yeah cock that, aim that, squeze that, shoot the steal
cadilac coop deville, wood grain on the wheel
cocain in the pot, baking soda, water hot
when the ice cubes drop, look at that, thaaaats craaack
bag that, nigga stack, black hoodie, fitted hat
grimey nigga wit a gat, screamin where the money at
my hood, southside, riders ride, thats riiight
ya yoooo he know, banks know, buck know
shit it aint about the dough, i aint really wit it yo
camoflauged on the low, ridin round with the heat
I aint say whats up to you, nigga you dont know me
im on the griiind all time, heavy shine and the nine
clip filled to the tips, stunt ill get on some shit
different day different bitch, old hooptie new kicks
oldsmobile fuck that, no rims, hub caps
keep my eyes open for the niggas i done buck that!! grrrrrrr
[Chorus: Havoc]
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
Fuck brought your ass round here
This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
Fuck brought your ass round here
Like niggas got somethin to live for round here

 

[fox69]

"Daydreamin'"

"Daydreamin'"


[Chorus - Prodigy]
Daydreamin' of dirt bikes, and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers
That brand new car smell
We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts, the hottest broads they make
Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no more

[Verse 1 - Prodigy]
Coming up we ain't have much, a lot of canned food
cereal in the white box, with powdered milk too
my moms couldn't buy me the shoes I want
we put lay-away on shit that only cost a few bucks
its cool to have shelto, I had the libeaz
with the weak ass velcro, looking ridiculous
I knew way back then we had to step it up
Cause waiting for the bus in the snow wasn't us
Me and hav' took the train from Manhattan to Coney
Everyday and night, just so we can got songs done
We had guns, weed, and a couple of fourties
If we got lucky on the way, we could jook someone
We used to watch video music box
and pray maybe one day we could get a shot
Outside, my niggaz had all that shit you see on T.V.
From money that they made off the block

[Chorus - Prodigy]
Daydreamin' of dirt bikes, and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers
That brand new car smell
We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts, the hottest broads they make
Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no more

[Verse 2 - Havoc]
My day dreams, is more like nightmares
A vigi, bullet proof cars, supped up time shares
My friends did a turn cause it's not they turn
Or how the streets gonna be, when they release fur
When I get that million bucks, will I remain the same
Or will I have to get at niggaz cause they sayin' I changed
Will everybody wanna ball, be my friend and leech
When niggaz put me to the test, have me clapping the heat
I used to think bein' rich, ain't all that bad
A far cry from what a dream, was all I had
Do I got the right team, or they riding for cash
Would they jump in front of me, when them cameras flash
Is the 'pop police, gon' be up my ass
Can't leave the heat under the seat, gotta find a better stash
Gotta collect receipts cause that bitch uncle sam
Invades your space when you evade his tax

[Chorus - Prodigy]
Daydreamin' of dirt bikes, and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers
That brand new car smell
We sceamin' daydreamin' of penthouses in L.A.
The illest yachts, the hottest broads they make
Can't wait 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no more

 

[fox69]

"Dead Man's Shoes"
(feat. Bounty Killer)

"Dead Man's Shoes"
(feat. Bounty Killer)



[Bounty Killer: Chorus part I]
Some boys sorry, but sad to say
Disrespect me and them dead today
Glang-di-glank on the S.L.K.
We spray all day (Yeah)
Some boys sorry, but sad to say (uhh)
Disrespect me and them dead today (Huhh)
Glang-di-glang on the S.L.K.
We spray all day (Yeah)

[Prodigy: Chorus part II - 2x]
Eat food, I'm full,
Doggy bag 'em, feed 'em to the wolfs
Toe tag 'em, he dead man shoes
Toe tag 'em, He's walking in dead man shoes

[Prodigy: Verse I]
(Yeah) A hundred bitches all laying in my hotel
send 'em in, one at a time like a dope sell
I'm flying high my life is so swell
Niggas angry cause my money's stacked like junkmail
Nun's need to make them live propel
Catapult hot rocks in your coattail
Why you fuckin' with me, I ain't did shit
But lounge at the top like the eye on the pyramid
Don-Perion-P, I'm the capstone
Mobb Deep we the muthafuckin' backbone
On this hardcore shit we feeling right at home
Amongst the violence you look a little uncomfortable
Real recognize real if I feel ya
You not real, you're lookin' real unfamiliar
Fo-Fum I smell the blood
that the cowards heart pump and I ain't packed lunch

[Bounty Killer: Chorus part I - 1x]
Some boys sorry, but sad to say
Disrespect me and them dead today
Glang-di-glang on the S.L.K.
We spray all day

[Prodigy: Chorus part II - 2x]
Eat food, I'm full,
Doggy bag 'em, feed 'em to the wolfs
Toe tag 'em, he dead man shoes
Toe tag 'em, He's walking in dead man shoes

[Havoc: Verse II]
(Yeah) Off top I tell you cowards what it do and don't
Fuckin' right that bitch up in my face you getting boned
Money getta, I put batteries in nigga's backs
Wind 'em up and send 'em metro this is combat
Ain't that a bitch they allready waving white flags
On some black men it ain't even like that
Just a min ago you was talking killa-talk
But was It so fluid and then when you started to hawk
Where your heart at, Baby, where your heart at
So I can rip it out and throw it on the tarmac
From the legend, you ain't even near yet
Fuck it I just come to you tell me where's yo projects
Light the motherfucker up like Christmas
And have you leaking that eggnog liquid
One thing about H, me don't give a fuck
Mobb Deep's thrill niggas, ya niggas suck

[Bounty Killer: Chorus part I]
Some boys sorry, but sad to say
Disrespect me and them dead today
Glang-di-glang on the S.L.K.
We spray all day

[Prodigy: Chorus part II - 2x]
Eat food, I'm full,
Doggy bag 'em, feed 'em to the wolfs
Toe tag 'em, he dead man shoes
Toe tag 'em, He's walking in dead man shoes

 

[fox69]

"Deadly Zone"
(feat. Big Noyd, Bounty Killer)

"Deadly Zone"
(feat. Big Noyd, Bounty Killer)



[Bounty Killer]
I saw these fools tryin to get around, tryin to let me down
And all dat, ha but I got an easier way to let dem drown
Wit these Guns of Navarrone, I shall shoot dem like Al Capone
Take dem to the zones of bones, like dat WELL
[begins chanting and rhyming]
[Prodigy]
Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, bury me under
Big pipes soundin like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth, I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga to approach like that, homes
Wrong nigga for threats, lone nigga wit long chrome
And we can dance till one of us drop
You score points fallin wit good formation
I'm the wrong nigga for patience, wrong one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast your gun
To the floor, actin like you goin to war
Now you fucked up, here come a real rocket launcher
Flame thrower, rule wit a iron rod
That be the Ruger, y'all niggas keep tryin hard
But who the loser when you can't walk your hood at night
And you can't come outside without fear
Am I in your thoughts often? While you be walkin?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass
[Bounty Killer rhymes and chants]
[Big Noyd]
M-O-B-B dunn, let's get it on dunn
Wit Bounty Killer, yo it's like this dunn
Aiyyo cock that shit, pop that shit
Squeeze off, let em know how real this is
M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
>From Q-U-double-E-N-S, my bomb borough, till the day of my death
Whether in shit I been in, runnin down the block
Sprayin shots wit the Lindon, listen
We all been through ac-tion, you know the last me blastin
The last man standin, pack shit long than bare wake
Neither the jake nor the snakes gon' stop it
You know the Mobb lettin off rockets
Gun burners spit like lungies, dummies
Still nuttin pop but the shells, these ain't words from hell
These are slugs, something you feel
A gun runner nigga for real nigga
[Havoc]
Yo hear my gat blow, make you spit out crack
The actual, that brand new six that you couldn't seem to whip
Empty the clip, make sure no friendly get hit
While you layin bloodied up in the six
Flee the frontline, dismantle gap and bounce
Then watch the twelve o'clock news and hear them shout you out
Plug leak, slip rug right from under your feet
You runnin the streets, you don't want no problems wit us
Everyday is like Fourth of July to us
Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll find in my clutch
Interfere wit the plan and you will get touched
Let the liquor talk for you and you will get touched
Full fledge, like Ra let em Know The Ledge
While you slippin off edge, your shorty's givin me head
Cockin em legs like guns when I'm cockin to spray
Poppin your way, sendin shit that's hot your way
[Bounty Killer rhymes and chants]

 

[fox69]

"Dirt"

"Dirt"


[Prodigy:]
Call it how it is - according to the facts
If rap was prison our shit would be the Supermax
No sunshine, just dark skies
Nothing but dark thoughts going through my mind
I got bad blood, mad love only for the team though
Everyone one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go
I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here
Wanna be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth, yeah
Oh my God we could not be fucked with
Real shit look at our life all in the public
We under the microscope they all watching us
We have no choice but to keep it trill they sizing us
And if they wasn't God, always pay attention don't he
I couldn't live with myself being phony
Look, if life was a game then I guess we winning
Cause this life we made for ourselves is bitching
[Havoc:]
Didn't want to do it but the voices tug and pullin'
On my eardrums something that I knew I shouldn't
Got me wildin with the ratchet out like shit is legal
Looking for a victim put 'em in the fetal
Fuck is going on? when it's on I know it's on
But shit not really popping and I'm looking for a war
Looking out my window pointing shit at police
To make matters worse I'm sipping on some OE
Shit got me buzzing, I'm already bugging though
With mad [?] bottles that I drank about a month ago
Fuck is on my mind? I'm feeling bipolar
Plus paranoid looking over both shoulders
I woke up with blood on my hands
Fuck I do this time? now a nigga scared
Fuck, I'll probably get the fucking chair
Grab my fucking gun, a few clothes son I'm outta here

 

[fox69]

"Dirty New Yorker"

"Dirty New Yorker"


[talking: Prodigy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah...

[Prodigy:]
Baby mama let's roll, here we go, Cheerio, cereal
Killa with the flow and the blow and the dro'
And the gun go ring, hit 'em all in a row
AK-47, .40-glock, .44, let 'em know from the door
How it go, it's not a joke, there's gon' be a homicide
I'm a ride, I'm a rep me a nigga up in the box
And send 'em to his folks, his bloods, his kin
The drama it don't end, bust a gun
Bust a nigga's face open with the hand
Tell 'em go tell a friend, tell a cop, tell the FEDS
I don't give a mothafuck, you niggas in the Ps
I'm a let the world see you, you're a bitch, you're a snitch
I'm a Mobb Deep gangsta, Infamous soldier
If you got a cold heart then my shit just froze over
Range Rover, Chevy Suburban, the bullet proof trim
The windows on the crib, bullet proof them

[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker
Quens in this bitch fall back or get roped up
You're fucking with a Dirty New Yorker
Quens mothafucka, move and get smoked up

[Havoc:]
Ay' let's go
Yeah, yeah I'm for the drama but I'm so laid back
A nigga get at me I'm gon' get 'em right back
I will say that, my flows so crack
You could put 'em in redtops and bump that back
On the block or the corner, you slip you a goner
Your nose's getting warmer, the Ds out for ya
Get money-money or take money-money
Always on my fly shit never catch the kid bummy
Shorty on my nuts like sweats
And it taste like metals and I swear I'm to protected
What do you expect, hoe niggas from let go
Me and him was cool, just a mothafucka suck a gold
Shit, Hav' a professional, nigga kill the noise
You ain't mothafucking techno
Boy I get several, things that severe you
Can't see hell, come here here's a better view

[Chorus x2: Prodigy]

 

[fox69]

"Dog Shit"
(feat. Nas)

"Dog Shit"
(feat. Nas)



[Hook]
Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood

[Verse 1 - Havoc]
I’m the epitome slimeball, fuck up out my eyesight
fuck is on your brain dog shit, I’m not the clown type
Die ‘fore I let a nigga play me, like I’m baby shit
Dog shit, you def dumb or blind, I’m the craziest
Most Infamous outta NY, jealous of my shine, the truth is in your eyes
You wanna be down, I might allow you to work for me
The keywords: “work for me”, I put your ass in surgery
Ever step outta line, forget who boat you ride
Forget who train you ride
Forget who flag you fly
Read the name on it, Mobb deep
P and Hav’ run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if it call for it
A thousand niggas couldn’t stop me once I get to going
You can have a nation of millions, still wouldn’t hold me back
Still wouldn’t be leathal as Bun B the Mac
Matter fact…

[Hook]
Dog shit, I shit you not
You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me
Dog shit, listen to me good
We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood

[Verse 2 - Prodigy]
Once we get it goings team running over them
Drunk off the drama, aint no way you can sober them
fuck outta here, you outta so left
Slugs leave a nigga open like a coke sniff
You nah music, got these niggas into dope fiends
No intervention could get them off the OD
Grand goon, all my fans, you seen loyal
Dedicated in the cut, wait weeks for you
And when they finally discover you
They gon need a dental record, you’ve been dead a month or two
Post mortem, shirvelled up, how dare us
We penalise traitors and only hail trust
Inhale piff and guzzle white liquor
I dont know you, you don’t know me, you’s a lie, nigga
I can see the tears in ya eye, you aint see nothing till you seen a grown man cry

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Nas]
Yo, every gang, every hood’s in my veins
It’s my thing, it’s real, I’m in tune
I chill like the cold side of the moon
Silence you dudes like an empty room
Empty out with silencers
You get murdered like how it was in a saloon
Anastasia that is
Haters can’t live, talkin about they putting 8 in my wig
I got my dollars up, try ya luck, you die, no trial for us
Court appointed lawyers as foul as fuck and I’m too fly
Cause when you’re locked in prison, you’re clock stop ticking
Now, you came home, the same age you went in
Mentality wise, get iller when boxed in
Fresh home, and right up top, you get it poppin
Freedom is a vitue, niggas hanging way past they parole curfew
Blowing on that purple, know my street ties, beef wise
I let three fly over ya head, Welcome home P
Let gets get this bread, Dog shit

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Drink Away The Pain (Situations)"
(feat. Q-Tip)

"Drink Away The Pain (Situations)"
(feat. Q-Tip)



Yeah, about to get my thug on
The 41st side of things
[Verse One: Prodigy]
I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J
Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold
Last name was Ide's and the first name Old
But Gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy
We split apart and now I met this new trick Dany
Now me and Dany, we been together ever since
Our love combines to form a science, what is this
I bust a cherry, took her virginity in ninety-one
Now that she's open everybody want to tap somethin
Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin clap somethin
I love my shorty more than life now ain't that somethin
So love you Dany more than livin itself
Even though my friends tell me she ain't good for my health
When I go pick her up they tell me put her back on the shelf
They say say yo P she only wants you for one thing that's your wealth
But I don't pay attention, she's my baby, the Dany
You know she drive me crazy she's my number one lady
Met her back in eighty-nine now she's twenty-two
Actin like she forty, she said all I need is a man to support me
Besides, you from the 41st side of things
and Queensbridge niggaz be actin like they kings
Pushin Lexus' wearin fat diamond rings
My cellular phone reigns supreme, international think rational
The 12th street crew move back when we come through
[Chorus:]
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain up with Dany, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my mind up with liquor, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's losin it's brain
I fill my brain up with liquor, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain up with Dany, and drink away the pain
[Verse Two: Q-Tip]
Tommy Hil was my nigga, and other's couldn't figure
How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor
Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven figures
Said the Brinks is comin through, at Fashion Avenue
At Tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Now we gotta forum a crew, of motherfuckers
who ain't goin out like suckers
Told me call Karl Kani, and all my other brothers
I told my sister Walker, who was the smoothest talker
Negotiate the deal with them other money stalkers
Diesel drove the the beemer, the hatchback of course
Nautica'll navigate to keep us on course
Polo's acting bolo trying to say he the Boss
I said shut the fuck up, the kid is out where the loot's at
Got a big trey pound, picture just to swoop back
Timb is on the roof with the twelve gauge rifle
Scope is on the top so you know he livin Eiffel
Took the aim of Oswald, caught him North in the face
All them other kids they had they tools aimed at space
Levi had the snub so you know they gettin laced
Donna Karan was cryin, cause mad shells was flyin
Damn all we want is a piece of the pie and
Nike scooped the sess cause he moves like Air
Threw them shits up in the trunk now we up out here
Got back to the mansion, to divvy up the paper
Helle Hansen was the brain of the whole entire caper
So she felt it was right, for her to get the whole slice
Everybody in the crew didn't think it was nice
I guess not, and guess what's hot, so guess what
Guess took the jigga, and jigged her in the gut
[Chorus:]
When you play with crime sometime's it's not too fly
Even though the goods look deceivin to the eye
The end situation could leave your ass dry
That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by...
[Verse Three: Havoc]
My man P put me on to the shorty Henn Rock
Now Henn Rock is strong enough to make your heartbeat stop
One sip I thought the bitch was a fuckin warlock
The more she started givin me the stronger I got
Pushed her off to the crew then she started gettin jealous
Steamed cuz I spent more CREAM with the fellaz
Fuck them niggaz spend that cheese on me
See if they be around when you need pussy
Then I thought to myself yo this drink is right
Gathered up all my dough, so I spent the night
I can't help it, she got my brain in a headlock
Niggaz started riffin why you trickin yo diz shit must stop
Moms like you need to see the AA
Better hope they help your ass out on the same day
But enough of that, I got the shake so I need dat
Son caught me stressed out I just be that
But when it comes to Hemp Rock dunn I need that
She's my shorty for life so fuck the weed bag
[Chorus:]
I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain with the Henny, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's lost it's brain
I sip away on the liquor, and drink away the pain
[Outro:]
For the brothers who ain't here
Pour a little on the floor son
Time to get a little bent do our thing
Word up, the 41st side of Queens
We gettin bent, knowhatI'mean?
It's an everyday thing
Henny got my mind in a headlock
Dany got me goin crazy
Dany take me away
Dany take me away
Dany take me away
Word up
Dany take me away

 

[fox69]

"Drop A Gem On 'Em"

"Drop A Gem On 'Em"


It's the infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
And now gems pulls gats
Like a basehead pulls on stems
The Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em..
[Verse One: Havoc]
Take a tire, all these fake crooks need to retire
They gotcha gassed, takin back and snatch fire outcha
Maggot ass, Havoc represent for the Q-B-C
Smoke that ass like a lucie..tho I need to quit
Fuck it, I love it like a cloud
Over the projects your game Im above it
Its combat, gats bangers and all that
You'se a small cat, whatever you on get off that
I mention, nuthin but the real shit presentin
The hollow tip crew 41st side convention
Try for? you half-steppin
Like a fresh tec out of the box
Yo niggas I'm testin
(There's no question)
Bitch ass have you confessin
Like a D-T left in state of depression
You under pressure, intact no doubt catcher
The snitch-snatcher tookin wit asthma
You casper, you yell my name
Thats only givin me props
Plus the fans that you got, wonderin whats got you hot
Its too not, knocked out the box and got rocked
Got raped on the Island, you officially got
Kick that thug shit, Vibe magazine on some love shit
(keep it real kid, you don't know who you fuckin wit)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
It's the Infamous back in the house once again
Livin the life that of diamonds and guns
And now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
The Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Drop A Gem On Em
[Verse Two: Prodigy]
Yeah likewise, Im tired of rap guys whose faggots
Pure shuteye, and swole up your whole outside
I baptize, niggas get wet, put up your backside
Your claptized and set straight, put on your head straight
Watch out for,
These upstate cats be leary of you
Yeddy niggas wit gats plus the walls on they backs
Rikers Island flashback of the house you got scuffed it in
You would think you gettin your head shot was enough but then
Now you wanna got at my team,
You must of been drunk when you wrote that shit
Too bad you had to did it to your own self
My rebellion, I retaliate, I had the whole New York state
Aimin at your face
At the gate, bottom line of top soon as you came through
Shot through, don't even know the half of my crew
I got a hundred strong arm niggas ready to rock the shit
Clocks tick, your days are numbered in low digits
You look suspicious, suspect niggas is bitches
Get chppoed up, Grade A meat, somethin delicious
And laced back up, 2 G's, one for stitches
Then reconstruct your face and learn how to speak again
My Mobb's like a bunch of wild Puerto Ricans
Wit bangers the size of African spears
It's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas into house of horrors
Its terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind shit
You gotta gat you betta find it
And use that shit think fast and get reminded
Of robberies in Manhattan you knew what happened
60 g's and one for gun clappin
Who Shot Ya? You'd probably scream louder than an opera
New York gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch
What makes you think you cant get bucked again
Once again, back in the house once again
Live the life that of diamonds and guns
And now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems
The Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend
Its the Infamous..