Released on May 2, 2006

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[Verse 1: Havoc]

Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin that

Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed

Keep thinkin it's a game, get your man tooks

I'm never under pressure, never seen half shook

Blood Money album drop, hell broke loose

All the drama, ain't no tellin who I'm gonna shoot

Check my motherfuckin' resume

Catch Hav where the motherfuckin cheddar be

Slide through with your own risk

Chain gat, run a train on your lil bitch

Tears drop cause death is a tear jerker

Whether shot or strapped up to a steel gurner

It's foul how they took out Tookie

All this foul shit I did they should have took me

Smokey, smoke a mmmmm thats a slow toke

Liquor for the homies, gonna small toast


[Hook: Havoc]

I'm holdin, cock back nigga move slow

The moment, squeeze the trigga of the fo-fo

You notice, niggas snitchin for them po-pos

I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin, cock back nigga move slow

The moment, squeeze the trigga of the fo-fo

You notice, niggas snitchin for them po-pos

I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no...


[Verse 2: Prodigy]

I smoke that nigga like a purple stick

Smoke a bitch pussy till she walk with a limp, ha

L-M-N-O P, heavy metal things

When my 2007 guns is plastic

For you crackheads, the new crack is Mobb Deep

Put the pipe down pick up the CD

In a hood near you, we got all the things

They sell they couch, and they TV's

Just so they can get a few tokes of the dope

New shit from Hav and shit P wrote

Yo they passin new laws, so they can ban us

Cause our shit is so strong niggas jaws be stuck

(Twisted, twisted) and they throwin up

They nauseous because it's the Porsches we clutch

It's a love-hate thing, we got that these fiends, thun

They hate when we gone, and love when we re-up


[Hook: Havoc]

I'm holdin, cock back nigga move slow

The moment, squeeze the trigga of the fo-fo

You notice, niggas snitchin for them po-pos

I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke

I'm holdin, cock back nigga move slow

The moment, squeeze the trigga of the fo-fo

You notice, niggas snitchin for them po-pos

I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no...