Drop A Gem On Em Lyrics - Hell On Earth - Mobb Deep

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 

Drop A Gem On Em. 

Verse One: Havoc 

Take a tire, all these fake crooks need to retire 

they gotcha gassed, takin back and snatch fire outcha 

maggot ass, Havoc represent for the Q-B-C 

smoke that ass like a lucie.tho I need to quit 

fuck it, I love it like a cloud 

over the projects your game Im above it 

its combat, gats bangers and all that 

you'se a small cat, whatever you on get off that 

I mention, nuthin but the real shit presentin 

the hollow tip crew 41st side convention 

try for? you half-steppin 

like a fresh tec out of the box 

yo niggas I'm testin 

(There's no question) 

bitch ass have you confessin 

like a D-T left in state of depression 

you under pressure, intact no doubt catcher 

the snitch-snatcher tookin wit asthma 

you casper, you yell my name 

thats only givin me props 

plus the fans that you got, wonderin whats got you hot 

its too not, knocked out the box and got rocked 

got raped on the Island, you officially got 

kick that thug shit, Vibe magazine on some love shit 

(keep it real kid, you don't know who you fuckin wit) 

Chorus: repeat 2X 

It's the Infamous back in the house once again 

Livin the life that of diamonds and guns 

and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems 

the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend 

Drop A Gem On Em 

Verse Two: Prodigy 

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Yeah likewise, Im tired of rap guys whose faggots 

pure shuteye, and swole up your whole outside 

I baptize, niggas get wet, put up your backside 

your claptized and set straight, put on your head straight 

watch out for, 

these upstate cats be leary of you 

yeddy niggas wit gats plus the walls on they backs 

Rikers Island flashback of the house you got scuffed it in 

you would think you gettin your head shot was enough but then 

Now you wanna got at my team, 

you must of been drunk when you wrote that shit 

too bad you had to did it to your own self 

my rebellion, I retaliate, I had the whole New York state 

aimin at your face 

at the gate, bottom line of top soon as you came through 

shot through, don't even know the half of my crew 

I got a hundred strong arm niggas ready to rock the shit 

clocks tick, your days are numbered in low digits 

you look suspicious, suspect niggas is bitches 

get chppoed up, Grade A meat, somethin delicious 

and laced back up, 2 G's, one for stitches 

then reconstruct your face and learn how to speak again 

my Mobb's like a bunch of wild Puerto Ricans 

wit bangers the size of African spears 

it's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas into house of horrors 

its terrodome, when you see my click you need to run behind shit 

you gotta gat you betta find it 

and use that shit think fast and get reminded 

of robberies in Manhattan you knew what happened 

60 g's and one for gun clappin 

Who Shot Ya? You'd probably scream louder than an opera 

New York gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch 

what makes you think you cant get bucked again 

Once again, back in the house once again 

live the life that of diamonds and guns 

and now gems pull gats like a basehead pull on stems 

the Mobb got the bomb run out and tell a friend 

Its the Infamous. 

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