[Havoc]
Bang your head, squeeze the four to this
Get bent, bag a w**** to this - good girl, metamorphise it
That's you? Oh my bad, little shorty a freak
Now n**** come up off of it
I don't fight over hoes but I kill for my dough
That's right n**** know where my morals is
We can take it to the street, homey I don't give a f***
Corporate, n**** shoot up them offices
Either step your game up or forfeit
n**** never had it, I don't know how he lost it
Keep, f***** with Hav', have them ladies on your block
lookin at you on the floor like, "poor kid"
Cause I bring it to the doorstep, 'ready know the layout
Think, not that, and some more s***
It's called backshot talk, you don't know nuttin 'bout it
Cause you can no longer hit it
[Chorus: Mobb Deep - repeat 2X]
n***** better step they game up (step it up)
b****** better step that game up (step it up)
I don't give a f*** and you know I don't give a f***
n***** just made cause I came up
[Prodigy]
Aiyyo yo
If songs is ammo, then we got endless bullets
Take you to war with rap and you definitely losin
Our chorus is like a 50 cal slug
One verse is like a +Cannonball+, +RUN+ - too late you threw it
These beats is like landmines, one step KABOOM
It's body parts all over the room 'n s***
Albums is like time bombs, our s**** blow up
It's chemical warfare, we spread through the hood son
And attack the nervous system
Make n***** bop they head and turn that s*** up
Make the ladies panties wet, you know we get 'em
hot and bothered, girl I have that oyster drippin
On stage flippin, catch us on tour
Slowly but surely takin over the world
And come back home with paper in colors you never seen
But at the money exchange, it all turn green
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Woo! Oh man! s***
Remember this? (No doubt, no doubt)
(That's what the f*** I'm talkin about)
"The bad has been playin" (been doin this s*** here man)
"That song all night" (constantly baby)
"And now is the time baby.."
.. to turn out your lights
A rap for you f*****-a** n*****
(Yo son, c'mon man)
Bang your head, squeeze the four to this
Get bent, bag a w**** to this - good girl, metamorphise it
That's you? Oh my bad, little shorty a freak
Now n**** come up off of it
I don't fight over hoes but I kill for my dough
That's right n**** know where my morals is
We can take it to the street, homey I don't give a f***
Corporate, n**** shoot up them offices
Either step your game up or forfeit
n**** never had it, I don't know how he lost it
Keep, f***** with Hav', have them ladies on your block
lookin at you on the floor like, "poor kid"
Cause I bring it to the doorstep, 'ready know the layout
Think, not that, and some more s***
It's called backshot talk, you don't know nuttin 'bout it
Cause you can no longer hit it
[Chorus: Mobb Deep - repeat 2X]
n***** better step they game up (step it up)
b****** better step that game up (step it up)
I don't give a f*** and you know I don't give a f***
n***** just made cause I came up
[Prodigy]
Aiyyo yo
If songs is ammo, then we got endless bullets
Take you to war with rap and you definitely losin
Our chorus is like a 50 cal slug
One verse is like a +Cannonball+, +RUN+ - too late you threw it
These beats is like landmines, one step KABOOM
It's body parts all over the room 'n s***
Albums is like time bombs, our s**** blow up
It's chemical warfare, we spread through the hood son
And attack the nervous system
Make n***** bop they head and turn that s*** up
Make the ladies panties wet, you know we get 'em
hot and bothered, girl I have that oyster drippin
On stage flippin, catch us on tour
Slowly but surely takin over the world
And come back home with paper in colors you never seen
But at the money exchange, it all turn green
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Woo! Oh man! s***
Remember this? (No doubt, no doubt)
(That's what the f*** I'm talkin about)
"The bad has been playin" (been doin this s*** here man)
"That song all night" (constantly baby)
"And now is the time baby.."
.. to turn out your lights
A rap for you f*****-a** n*****
(Yo son, c'mon man)