[Verse 1: Havoc]. Niggas know and if they don't. I shoot 'em in the head, whatever rock his f-cking boat. Niggas in my face, you better leave before you can't.
Uhh. In the background. . Uhh. . I get you up. Stick you up. Patch you up?. Touch you up. Fuck you up? draped in blue. . Hands up to the sky with your head down low.
(Prodigy). . I got my clique ready, ready for hand-to-hand combo. Harms break em down, rapper Noyd cut his throat. Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out.
Nigga. Sometimes I feel I got to. Get away. . From these streets like a fiend for crack. But pullin' me back it's real got a nigga goin'. 'Cuz no matter the drama or gossip.
(Man talking). I saw him, I saw him. There he is right over there, over there(I see him). Okay... I got a message for you infamous. You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big mistake.
Some of that 151, son, yeah, some of that bogus. Aight, aiyyo, son, yo, yo. You think that motherfuckin' nigga's out there right now, son?. Word, what he doin' out here?.
Some of that 151, son, yeah, some of that bogus. Aight, aiyyo, son, yo, yo. You think that motherfuckin' nigga's out there right now, son?. Word, what he doin' out here?.
Some of that 151, son, yeah, some of that bogus. Aight, aiyyo, son, yo, yo. You think that motherfuckin' nigga's out there right now, son?. Word, what he doin' out here?.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. All day baby, all day. . (Chorus: Havoc). I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit. I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit.
(Havoc). Yo. this is flavor for the non believes. Sit back, take a seat, and don't forget to pass the weed. And by the way, this is all the way live. And the way that I survive is pumpin nickels and dimes.
(Samples by Alchemist:). . Looked up the dj, and said may I. . [Large Proffesor]. Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives. . Lit it up, like the 4th of July.
(Aight, cool, *inhales* take a seat dunn). (Uh, huh, word up uh huh uh huh). (Step aside uh huh uh huh, fuckin bitches uh huh uh huh). . Chorus (Havoc).
Yeah. yeah. aight? Motherfuckers!. Bitch-ass niggaz, faggots. Come through nigga... YO!. . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends.
As time goes by, an eye for an eye. We in this together son your beef is mine. So long as the sun shines to light up the sky. We in this together son your beef is mines.
(feat. Nas & Raekwon). . Chorus:. . As time goes by, an eye for an eye. We in this together son your beef is mines. So long as the sun shines to light up the sky.
Intro:. . Yeah.... Time to let these niggaz know Son. Niggaz don't even wanna motherfuckin understand. KnowhatI'msayin? Time to hit em with the third degree.
Yeah, yeah, come on man. (Dump dump dump). You know this shit is ours man this is our field man. (Dump dump dump). Y'all niggaz need to just leave this shit to us.
Yeah, about to get my thug on. The 41st side of things. . I used to be in love with this bitch named E and J. Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray.
It's the infamous back in the house once again. Livin the life that of diamonds and guns. and now gems pulls gats. like a basehead pulls on stems. the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend.
Yeah, about to get my thug on. The 41st side of things. . I used to be in love with this bitch named E and J. Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray.