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
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
on his sports Talk back I'll leave ya jacked, rap format, I'm hostile Wild out for snakeness equals foul General G, blowin Dutches in the train Chorus: Mobb Deep
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
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
you snitchin, you ain't got no ties on me I keep it strong, while you scream word is bond Lying through your teeth swearing on your first born Your word
take off Cop out feel the blast BOOM on top BOOM BOOM gat-for-gat And all the rules got the drop on you And let the nickel nine pop on you [Prodigy]
dick like the horse with the cowboy brand Chorus 1: Give it up fast, quick and not slow Not goin to the tables if it's not about dough Son you know Mobb Deep
t fully cooked, finish em off Well done meat, that said twenty-two slug to your head Travel all the way down to your leg Chorus: together Aiyyo it's hell on earth
Havoc): Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra cash just for more guns Cause in the long run we could be on son It's on son Extra
me in the rear (now) Cowardly hearts, step aside, stand clear (fear) My bloodthirsty niggaz got they eyes on you QBC, lime Bacardia, G.O.D. Father Pt. III On
prowlest Catchin court cases, pay for your legal aid Son, that's money wasted, I ain't got time for that Invest third place on my best sold rap On the
you out too kid Take this shit out A rainy day laid up thinkin sittin gettin bent Watchin old seventy flicks, mind's on the slouch Back on the couch
Yo crushed grills, dollar bills, swiss suit on Screw on drysell nigga with his loot on Watch this, gun glock less, fiends scopin out my rock shit Diamond on
live? Or I am going to hell for all the shit I did No time to dwell on that Cuz my brain reacts Front if you want nigga Lay on ya back I don't fake jax
tri-state Them jooks niggaz bring the shook up out the crook type Special deliver Son it shines through your act bigger My Infamous Mobb get on they