[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah, uh huh, you know how we do it cousin
Yeah, I don't know how many more times I gotta tell you

[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]
Yea, yea, yea, yea (uh huh, okay)
I said yea, yea, yea, yea

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Come on
I let them bleed, squeeze until the hammer wheeze
In pursuit they be gaspin' for air
I see it in the eyes of my enemies their eyes be
Bloodshot, puppy-faced, like who the fuck shot me?
See, a lot of y'all murderers do the things sloppy
Right on the block when every window got eyes
And got the nerve to wonder why n***as doin' the football
See hoes plottin' on your wife, tellin' you (?)
That's one thing that them faggot police good for
Hope I don't have to kiss (?) with the nine
Cause these faggots will try
And try you they will
Like a six man jury, sixteen rounds of juice
That I keep in the clip and my whip up on me
Put it through your brain (?)
[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]
Yea, yea, yea, yea
We just sittin' back countin' our dough spittin' our flow
I said yea, yea, yea, yea
That's how we like it keep it comin' there bro
I said yea, yea, yea, yea
Ain't nothin' up but our chips and songs that's it
I said yea, yea, yea, yea
That's how we like it keep it poppin' bitch

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
What the fuck is gangster rap without Mobb Deep?