(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