Mobb Deep - The Infamous Lyrics
(feat. 50 Cent)[prodigy]Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Come OutInfamous All In Your Face, In Your MouthThat's Right, Niggaz Best To Stay Up In The HouseWatch 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 TownPableek(?) Got Bundles Of Drugs In Your TownLike Crack, Coke And Dope - Remember Me Now?Queen Bridge Mother*****er We'll Blow Your House DownWe The Big Bad Wolf That'll Eat Your Food ClownI Ain't Gotta Huff And Puff You Know My StyleCalm As *****, I Just Let My Gun Wild OutI Got Cash Mother*****er I Could Have You TouchedBut I Rather Be Hands On With That SonCertain Things, You Just Gotta Perform Youself SonWhen I Start Busting I Don't Stop Till I Hitting, C'mon[hook: 50 Cent + (prodigy)]Everybody Got Gangs Everybody Got ClicksBut They Ain't Like This (the Infamous)Everybody Can't Afford To Live The LifestyleOf The Young, Black And Rich (the Infamous)You Ain't Crazy, Don't Make Me Show YouWhy They Call Us This (the Infamous)We Own The Streets - Who Basically ControlThis Rap Shit - G-g-g-g-g-g-g-unit![havoc]We Got The Most Gangsta Shit, The Second Most Biggest ProjectsWe Sold The Most Crack, Since '86We Don't Handle A Lot Of Pricks, We The Most ThugYou Think You're Dirty Over There, But We're More DirtierWe Last More Longer Than Them; More Songs Than ThemMore Money For Us, More Broads Than ThemWe Get The Most Love In The StreetsI Had The Most Tattoos, Ever Since ThirteenP Got The Most Now; Our Guns Are The Most LoudWith Enough Bullets To Down Mostly The Whole CrowdWe Drink The Most Henny, Yeah Me And JakeWe Smoke The Most Weed, That's Mostly The HazeGet The Most (?) Kicked On A Nigga's FaceGotta Be The Most Idiot Nigga On The FaceOf The Earth, To Ever Let The Thought Cross Your HeadThat We're Not The Most Likely To Pop Off Kid[hook][prodigy]Right Now, I Change Guns With The SeasonWhen I Was Young I Bought Ninja Stars On Jamaica AveHitting Trees Then; Started Hitting Trees ThenWe Ran The Train On The Girls And On My Family Dance SchoolsWe Was Beasting, Little Young HeavenI Had The Rainbow Knife, And When I Got My First Gun I Was CheesingI Couldn't Believe It; I Had The Power Of Life Or DeathIn The Palm Of My Hands, FiendingBut Quickly To Be Scheming; If You Choose To Front On MeThat Leaves Me With No Choice But To Start SqueezingAnd I Hope They Stop BreathingBecause If They Do Pull Through, In The Hospital BedsThey'll Be Squealing - Talking To These D's ManThey Don't Waste No Time, They Want AnswersEven If You're Still BleedingHomey I'm On The FleezyI Ain't Got No Time Neither I'm Making Money Off Of This - It's Too Easy![hook]
