[Verse 1: Havoc]

Yo, it be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin' is ifitty

Slugs that leave niggas drugged, like a chick slipped the Mickey

I'm so on the low, it'd take a Navy SEAL to get me

When I surface, if not chips, the vengeance the purpose

On your team, I'll pull the curtain, a beautiful hurtin'

'Til my eyes see the blood, that mean the creep start workin'

Niggas never learnin', let they eyes keep lurkin'

Have ya janitor pumpin' your X5 murkin'

Skid marks the street, heart skips a beat

Beef? Nigga, overcook that meat!

Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink

My life story was written in blood, permanent ink

Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em

Gotta think like that, 'cause forever I be needin' 'em

Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em

Some love me, some hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em

Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow

We clap, motherfucker! Want a real rap show?

Fiends are rushin' when the MAC blow, dead in my castle

And in the blink, watch how quick life pass you

[Chorus: Vita]

What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?

Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned

Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave

We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?

Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned

Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave

We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

[Verse 2: Big Noyd]

Let me tell you how it's goin' down! It's on now!

Niggas used to love me, now they wanna hate me now

I'm that same nigga with the TEC, holdin' the spot down

Except, I'm pushin' a Lex, lettin' the top down

But wait! You don't think I live a pop life now?

'Cause hey! You could get popped right now

Mi don't play, I keep a gun around my way

'Cause I'm a fuckin' Drama King, like my nigga Kay Slay

Sex, drugs, money, and murder all day

It's rules, guidelines, and codes we obey

Don't even trip, I.M.D. the set I claim

Infamous Mobb Deep, nigga, ready to bang

Nigga don't think shit stink? Until the shit hit the fans

So I don't slip, I'ma shit with my gun in my hand

It's a thug thing, y'all niggas wouldn't understand, and

Y'all keep guns, we keep our shit bangin'

[Chorus: Vita]

What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?

Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned

Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave

We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

You a bitch-ass nigga, I'll have you killed

All they had was your picture at the funeral

No caskets, you bastards be missin'

My jewels, my whip, my rims, we bitchin'

My guns be the heat that'll make you blister

My mens, my Timbs'll stomp you niggas

No shit, no clip, don't fuck with us

It's no problem, I bring it to the best of them

From the old to the new and the rest of them

No love, just slugs for ya body, dunn

Just pain, just sufferin', and worst than that

You let me get my hands on you, so I'm takin' advantage

And that shit that you pulled ain't do me no damage

You don't know me, nigga, but we 'bout to change that shit

Wrap that nigga up like a package

Fuck all them niggas; buck all them faggots!

[Chorus: Vita]

What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?

Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned

Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave

We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

What's wrong with motherfuckers? When will they ever learn?

Keep playin' with that fire, and that ass is gettin' burned

Fuckin' with semi-auto's, one foot is in the grave

We givin' all of y'all somethin' to be afraid of

[Outro: Vita]

Yeah, Q.B.! (Yeah!)

Mobb Deep! Dola

It's goin' down, we're takin' over

Vita, gettin' this dough

We don't call it Murda for nothin' (Murda! Murda, Murda!)

I'll send you on, Prodigy, Big Noyd, Havoc

Yeah, y'all see us, it ain't a game

Yeah... oh... come on... ah-ha... yeah... you see us