[Intro: Havoc] 

Yea, ok-ok, yea 



[Chorus x2: Havoc] 

Just when you thought it was ova 

The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+ 



[Verse 1: Havoc] 

Now, you can catch me by the bar 

Shorty lovin' my full, gettin' her nipples hard 

Asked - "what's up with the Mobb?" 

"And heard y'all broke up?" 

Look off in the corner my nigga P, now focus 

That nigga been my grimy for 15 

And rumor, this nature couldn't stop us from gettin' CREAM 

A nigga asked me one more time, in the Infa' beam 

I'ma chop your homey down, make a nigga my minie-me 

Stop all of the gossip, baby don't you got better things 

Fuck a new friend, they just potential enemies 

Overall, wounds on your hole, and let it bleed 

Can't front the jealousy, just bring out the best of me 

Bring out the heater, spit the Ether 'til cheddar bring 

Broke work friends, yea they all on my melody 

Me and P Generals, y'all just soldiers 

Mobb here forever, trick remember I told ya 



[Chorus x4: Havoc] 



[Verse 2: Prodigy] 

The best two man team in rap music 

You don't gotta ask, this is what it sound like to be ruthless 

Relentless at makin' hits 

Mobb Deep boy, what y'all gon' do? (Shit) 

With my bullets pine your head 

The only one you know, squeezin' folks 

And connect, to whoever I was squeezin' for 

I get searched and let 'em feel my gun 

They know P not shootin' unless you force him 

And they know Hav' won't get you, unless you make that nigga 

And we off in the club, doin' what we does 

So while you runnin' your mouth about us 

Me and Hav' in the hotel, tradin' sluts (Aiyo get'out) 

You can rally the troops from our dunns 

Call all your goons, from when you was locked up 

Put us all in one room, and we can lock up 

This is Infamous to the death son 



[Chorus x4: Havoc] 



[Verse 3: Havoc] 

Yea, yea, yea 

No stop the blasphemy talkin' 

Mobb they goin' everywhere, we been tourin' 

If you thought other wise, then fuck it, we spoilin' 

Your plans, hit you then you lose the 21 grands 

So you can run and tell your mens 

They ain't gotta switch over to commercial brand 



[Verse 4: Prodigy] 

Yo dunn, they wish they can have talent like this 

We do our own beats, and we write our own shit 

Pay for our own movies to be filmed and put out 

Got stamina for longevity, we in the house, forever 

You gon' know our name 

And it's gon' burn you up inside the more you think 



[Chorus x4: Havoc]