Mobb Deep Follow

[Havoc]

thats that creep, creep mode baby we in creep mode

dont come around here baby, shinin like that

Its crazy on this side, come thru, gun thru

oh ya man live out here, dont go and get comfortable

dont know what he told you aint sweet around here

and i dont care what he told you aint sweet around here

see you ridin that Infinity, now thats not fair

is that a 2006?, OK

playboy we got walls that aint made all day

you comin thru the hood straight dangling state

we takin medium-rare, grilled debatin us

lettin that slide's not up for debate

oh you met, you a local guess what she bait

she dont know right now but trust me the bitch bait

now gonna get all in the business, that shorty is mad cool

my man was diggin at but she a lil bit natural

first time we catch you comin out the building we snatch you

and takin whats yours, first thing we ask you is

[chorus-Havoc]

fuck brought ya ass around here

like you somebody lookin like the player of the year

boy, fuck brought ya ass around here

this is Queens lil homie get caught around here

fuck brought ya ass around here

comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here

fuck brought ya ass around here

like niggas got somethin to live for around here

You ask me all these rappers is bums

Hav showed me the flow and i ran with it dun

i mean really, yall gotta be the most worst

we emerge on the scene

everything seems (stop), watch is very bling bling

nigga wanna swing swing, very much so

but once we get in the air, thats a wrap bro

our songs good to go straight to the radio

flex easy on the ?? let these niggas hear to flow

We americas most dangerous to have fans

New York New York, we the kings of the dam

we party too much and smoke too much grass

and we never see the bright side we only see the bad

fuck all that, its alot of niggas dead

and i wont let em get me how they got them

[Chorus]

yea cock that, aim that, squeeze that, shoot the steel

Cadillac Coupe De Ville, woodgrain on the wheel

Cocaine in the pot, baking soda water hot

when the ice cubes drop, look at that, thats crack

Bag that, nigga stack, black hoody fitted hat

grimy nigga with a gat screamin "where the money at"

my hood southside, riders ride thats right

Yayo he know, Banks know, Buck know

shit it aint about the dough i aint really with it yo

camaflouge on the low, ridin round with the heat

i aint say wassup to you, nigga you dont know me

im on the grind all the time, heavy shine and a nine

clip fill till the tip, stunt i get on some shit

different day different bitch, old hoopdy new kicks

oldsmobile fuck that, no rims, hubcaps

keep my eyes open for them niggas that dun buck that

[chorus]