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 sippin Hennessey

and Remy, V-S-O-P, Ty Knitty jiggy

Eyes forever chingy up in the Mariott

Tonnes o' hydro, black tuxedo, lay low

The 5-0migos, the gigolo, what nigga?



(Gambino)



A technique official wipe me

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 trusty, catchin faith

We don't hesitate, we regulate and evaluate, cut the cake!



Chorus:



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

*repeat*



(Nigga) Motherfucker!

Word up!