The Infamous Lyrics - Blood Money - Mobb Deep

(feat. 50 Cent) 

(Prodigy) 

Just when you thought it was safe to come out 

Infamous all in your face, in your mouth 

That's right, niggaz best to stay up in the house 

Watch we getting our money, for the two thou' 

Nigga, P back out in the streets, so what now? 

Strictly for the ghettos and hoods, in your town 

Pableek(?) got bundles of drugs in your town 

Like crack, coke and dope - remember me now? 

Queen Bridge motherfucker we'll blow your house down 

We the big bad wolf that'll eat your food clown 

I ain't gotta huff and puff you know my style 

Calm as fuck, I just let my gun wild out 

I got cash motherfucker I could have you touched 

But I rather be hands on with that son 

Certain things, you just gotta perform youself son 

When I start busting I don't stop till I hitting, c'mon 

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(Hook: 50 Cent + (Prodigy)) 

Everybody got gangs everybody got clicks 

But they ain't like this (the Infamous) 

Everybody can't afford to live the lifestyle 

Of the young, black and rich (the Infamous) 

You ain't crazy, don't make me show you 

Why they call us this (the Infamous) 

We own the streets - who basically control 

This rap shit - G-g-g-g-g-g-g-unit! 

(Havoc) 

We got the most gangsta shit, the second most biggest projects 

We sold the most crack, since '86 

We don't handle a lot of pricks, we the most thug 

You think you're dirty over there, but we're more dirtier 

We last more longer than them; more songs than them 

More money for us, more broads than them 

We get the most love in the streets 

I had the most tattoos, ever since thirteen 

P got the most now; our guns are the most loud 

With enough bullets to down mostly the whole crowd 

We drink the most Henny, yeah me and Jake 

We smoke the most weed, that's mostly the haze 

Get the most (?) kicked on a nigga's face 

Gotta be the most idiot nigga on the face 

Of the Earth, to ever let the thought cross your head 

That we're not the most likely to pop off kid 

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(Hook) 

(Prodigy) 

Right now, I change guns with the season 

When I was young I bought Ninja Stars on Jamaica Ave 

Hitting trees then; started hitting trees then 

We ran the train on the girls and on my family dance schools 

We was beasting, little young heaven 

I had the rainbow knife, and when I got my first gun I was cheesing 

I couldn't believe it; I had the power of life or death 

In the palm of my hands, fiending 

But quickly to be scheming; if you choose to front on me 

That leaves me with no choice but to start squeezing 

And I hope they stop breathing 

Because if they do pull through, in the hospital beds 

They'll be squealing - talking to these D's man 

They don't waste no time, they want answers 

Even if you're still bleeding 

Homey I'm on the fleezy 

I ain't got no time neither I'm making money off of this - it's too easy! 

(Hook)