H -A -V -O -C,
on the side of me with
my nigga Prodigy
Yeah, infamous Mobb Deep, nigga
M -O -B -B, we in the fuckin' house
Make some noise, nigga
Them all comin' through, no doubt,
kid
Schemin' and layin'
with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Rip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby for the vest
Whatever you say bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what?
Born to be wild,
pushed to the front of the crowd
Top of the pile, state of the art
rhymes a hundred miles
I lay down on chocolate clouds
Then pull out and let blow on any clown
Listen to the glow go round
Cause my silence
is the most powerfulest
weapon yet found
Hold it down, my tongue that is,
I bring the biz
Keep it tight, my mouthpiece,
suspense my clips
Fuck it with me,
the scenery get highly intense
Intelligent, gun buckers, duck fucker,
you get bent over
I'm not signing out soldier,
rockin' launcher
Shake musketeer, face carpenter
You need to downshift and slow down kid
Or get surrounded and
pounded out real quick
Ayo, check out what the storm
blew in
The ball comin' through,
no doubt kids
Sleepin' and layin' with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoken,
the last ones asleep
And that's why we got
to drive the drought
R .I shows, head colds
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby father vexed
Whatever you say bounces off of me
an d right back to you
And if they get back to us,
then we're clapping you, what?
Check the main attraction of this rap shit
The infamous slap some shit on the track
And get this whole atlas wide open
It's stuck on it,
you need to hang it up like a warning
Your shit pouring, rapping pouring on
your head like it's storming
Hellfire, Vietnam,
your whole outfit get re -rounded
Yo, you bout it, bout it,
though I doubt it, doubt it
While you girl scout it,
I'll be repping QB, drowning
Boxes of Heineken,
gin bottles with the handles
Rubber handles and crack paper
Get flipped, the stack paper,
the beach flavor
Make the power more greater,
fuck y mob haters
We got y wives on the beta,
why you playin' with her ?
We makin' her loose and turned on,
she love when the thug is blowin'
She get around when I walk around
with the gun showin'
The mob steady blowin'
with this 9A shit
Before I had my clique,
before I had my clique
A nigga wasn't shit,
y 'all niggas wasn't feelin' this shit
Now you hearin' it,
get off my dick
Y 'all niggas sick like a virus
I wish one of y 'all niggas try this
Uh -huh
The bar comin' through
No doubt kids schemin' and layin'
With the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones
Asleep and that's why we got to
Drive the drugs, whip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga that'll
Have your baby father vex
Whatever you say bounces off of me
An d right back to you and if
it get back to us
Then we'll clap and you watch
The bar got it locked down,
still heavy weights in this, the VR
New niggas was shook,
ain't it ill how we could read eyes?
I'm stoppin' this,
it's approximate that you be coppin' this
Headlockin' shit,
bring it back where it's
supposed to be
Take a dose of this,
guarantee cats'll be stuck
Check the QBC, just a cop for musts
M .O .B .B., make no mistake,
it's us
Thought it was hashish,
but the shit was laced with dust
You all fucked up,
sharing the bread, no one to trust
Walkin' the streets with a bag of choke
and a stale Dutch
Rep the 44 side and hold
the title with pride
And when it's on,
use the infrared for God
Aim it at your rental,
I'm like liquor in the winter
Keep it warm but make things extra hot
when you in a fuckin' faggot
Have you hoppin' like rabbits for carrots
No need to yodel,
the name we already established
Them all comin' through,
no doubt, kids
Schemin' and layin' with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Rip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby mama wet
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
And that's why we got the drop
Rip shows, hit hoes
I'm the type of nigga
that'll have your baby mama wet
Whatever you say
bounces off of me
and right back to you
And if it get back to us,
then we clapping you, what do?
Them all coming through,
no doubt, kid
Scheming and laying with the perfect plot
We the first ones awoke
and the last ones asleep
and that's why we got
Big Noyd 
