[Intro: Prodigy]
New shit
Infamous Mobb Deep
G-Unit (Yeah, ayo)

[Verse 1: Prodigy & Havoc]
N***a don't come around us with that ice grill shit
Unless, you got teeth like Paul Wall shit
I'm fiendin' to shoot my gun take a soul
I wanna be known as the n***a you don't
Fuck around with 'cause I got a short fuse
If I get heated after one second I'ma blow
Other n***as rap 'bout skills, P on that murda shit
That Mac-10 in front of my pants hurtin' shit, rain, sleet, snow
Night or it's day
The other way don't work, I get'chu one way, yo who the fuck is this
Walkin' all close to my clique, better watch where you movin' kid
It's homicide Ds all over this bitch and we'll still drop a body, they can suck my dick
You could bring your whole hood, man it don't make a diff
Shoot guns all you want it just get me upset
I'm on some high powered drugs it just makе me itch
If you took the same dosе you be unconscious
Dun my body is numb
My feelings is none for you n***as I gotta murk, it's gon' be fun
My [?] mind, won't allow me to let you live and let you breathe around me
My [?] mind, won't allow me (Yeah) to let you live or let you breathe around me (What)
[Bridge: Lyn Collins Sample & Havoc, both]
And why can't you be man enough
To tell (Woo, pass that n***a, pass that) me where (Where you comin' from n***a?)
Ya comin' from (Ayo where you comin' from?)

[Verse 2: Havoc & Prodigy]
My n***a you don't know me
Yeah I sing them rap songs
I don't give a fuck about you or what you stand for
Yeah I got that hammer that'll chop you like a hacksaw
We in the club sneakin' them things through the back door
Yeah I got the jump, already don' scooped the spot
I got that sixth sense, know what them hoes want
Shorty I just want a little, you lookin' so official
The way you drop it on the floor is fuckin' with my mental
It got me thinkin' things, what color G-strings
Them jeans so tight, how the fuck that pussy breathe?
Hope she ain't handcuff, 'cause I don't see no rings
And if she handcuff, I'm goin' at it anyways
The spider's off the chain, nuttin' but fine women
The night is young so I can focus on one
Walk around see what we could get, get them bitches bent, bent
As the liquor creep, creep up on 'em, yes, yes (Yea!)

[Chorus: Prodigy]
You got a problem with P, you want drama with Hav
We'll be right here, just gettin' our dough
Don't matter your gang, don't matter your set
We'll [?] [?] around like Casper the ghost
[Bridge: Lyn Collins Sample & Prodigy]
And why (Uhhhhhh) can't you be man enough (Shit is tough right here)
To tell me where (Bitch!)
Ya comin' from (I said)

[Chorus: Prodigy]
You got a problem with P, you want drama with Hav
We'll be right here, just gettin' our dough
N***a you talk shit, from a good distance
Cause you come over here, and you already know
Don't matter your gang, don't matter your set
We'll [?] [?] around like Casper the ghost
N***a you talk shit, from a good distance
Cause you come over here, and you already know

[Outro: Prodigy]
Bitch ass n***as
Bring it
We multi million dollar n***as right now, bring it
Fuck you wanna do? bring it n***a
All I gotta say is bring it n***a
Don't sing it n***a just bring it n***a and I bring it n***a
Mobb Deep my n***a