The M. The O. The B. The B.

By Mobb Deep

On Infinite

Released on October 10, 2025

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[Intro: Big Noyd & Havoc]

The Infamous (Yeah, uh)

Check it out, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Big Noyd & Havoc]

Go against my team, I guarantee you won't win (Uh-uh)

We live where we spit, that’s why we so potent (Facts)

Put down your pen, your rap book is not important (Nah)

Your shit trash, don't even open it (Uh)

Don't play yourself, we pros at this (That’s right)

Where you think them other rappers got they style from, kid? (Uh, uh)

So you know we got his rap game sewed up, kid (Yeah, uh, uh)

The flow intricate, clique move militant (Yeah, right)

Shout out to my QB affiliates where niggas rhyme furious

Rep every borough with G's that keep it thorough in they section (Uh, uh)

Ride around with guns for they protection (Wow)

Where cops kill you over your complexion (Plaow, plaow)

Where they get work from Dominican connections (That's right)

You don't wanna be in the mix without your weapon (Nah, uh)

'Cause it's real like that, get yourself killed like that

In the street without your heat, you get peeled like that, you heard?


[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]

It's the M, the O, the B, the B

The D, the E, the E, the P

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It’s Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)

The D, the E, the E, the P

It’s Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)


[Verse 2: Havoc]

Who fuckin’ with us? Don't want nothin' with us

I can see it in they faces, motherfuckers bitter

Body that nigga, put him in the comforter

Special delivery for those that's runnin’ with ya

I'm top rated, y'all not rated

Fuck they talkin' 'bout? Niggas need to stop hatin'

They fakin', it feel different

We grindin', they ain't lookin' for a meal ticket

I'm spontaneous, bitch nigga out my radius

We big dog, y'all niggas Pomeranian

Layman terms, y'all niggas all heard

In slow motion, watch 'em crash and burn

We the last of a rare breed, you playin' me?

Not 'til Hell freeze, nigga know I blast and squeeze (Uh-huh)

Shit nigga shootin' make your cabbage lean

It's that modern-day motherfuckin' savagery (Uh)


[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]

It's the M, the O, the B, the B

The D, the E, the E, the P

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)

The D, the E, the E, the P

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)


[Verse 3: Prodigy]

Wearin' durags, waves, fitted hats, snuggles, or furs

The Rikers Island bus still packed, what's the word?

Inmates squeezed tight in the can like sardines

Young Black teens out that cop-killer Queens

Never graduated too

They next grades, lettin' hammers loose

So now they up in gladiator school

Gettin' worse than they first came in

And linkin' up with the likewise minds

Now they got ties across the map

New York is a crumb on a global scale

Now they home from jail

Sayin', "P, let a nigga front, niggas gettin' killed"

I got niggas out in Baton Rouge ready to move

It's on you, whatever you wan' do, boss

Just point me in any direction, I'll shoot off

A loyal dog, who can ask for more?

It's one thing for certain, four things for sure


[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]

It's the M, the O, the B, the B

The D, the E, the E, the P

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)

The D, the E, the E, the P

It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)

It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)