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[Havoc]
Won't stop 'til the casket drop
The shit don't pop, better believe I have that work on the block
With my left on the hammer, the other on a knot
Niggaz wanna scheme and plot, shit - this all I got
Pull his ass out the drop - nigga we ain't playin witchu hoes
Let the heat blow, nigga just eat those
And I don't give a fuck, nigga go get your peoples
Nigga, I ring your girl bell and blast through the peephole
Here's how I put that ass in a sleep hold
Twenty-four/seven in creep mode, nigga you ain't safe
Fuck your girl in the face while your lame ass tuggin her
Now she sex like a porno chick, way I was pluggin her
Seven to the max, know I broke the governor
Bitch got a fetish for me? You still in love with her
Dawg I had that all, so I only want some of her
When she finish pity(?) talkin motherfuck her, I'm done with her
Bitch

"Call Tasha again, and I'ma kill you myself - you hear me dawg?
I don't play, I ain't with really with this phone shit;
just the only way I could get at you - don't call Tasha back"

[Prodigy] That's how we do that shit, it's like this

"You heard me? Don't call her back... don't don't don't do it"

[Prodigy]
Aiyyo, yo ("Huh? Straight up")
This shit in pocket baby
We stitchin this shit up, you just follow us
We hold the streets up - you couldn't beat us with hammers
We got retarded strength
.. and we ain't runnin for nothin
'cept for the escape after we push them gun buttons
(Pa-pow!) Now you gettin out the way
Shots poppin out the Ace leave people's shit swollen
It's my style to flip
Niggaz is bogus, we come through and shut down the set
Yo Hav' - it's our time my nigga
Our music grab these niggaz and show 'em how it's did
Multi-million dollar mobsters
300,000 dollar cars and hit the streets if you want to
(Ay nigga) And still keep it thug too
You couldn't pull us out the streets, we got deep roots {*echoes*}
[Havoc]   Won't stop 'til the casket drop   The shit don't pop, better believe I have that work on the block   With my left on the hammer, the other on a knot   Niggaz wanna scheme and plot, shit - this all I got   Pull his ass out the drop - nigga we ain't playin witchu hoes   Let the heat blow, nigga just eat those   And I don't give a fuck, nigga go get your peoples   Nigga, I ring your girl bell and blast through the peephole   Here's how I put that ass in a sleep hold   Twenty-four/seven in creep mode, nigga you ain't safe   Fuck your girl in the face while your lame ass tuggin her   Now she sex like a porno chick, way I was pluggin her   Seven to the max, know I broke the governor   Bitch got a fetish for me? You still in love with her   Dawg I had that all, so I only want some of her   When she finish pity(?) talkin motherfuck her, I'm done with her   Bitch      "Call Tasha again, and I'ma kill you myself - you hear me dawg?   I don't play, I ain't with really with this phone shit;   just the only way I could get at you - don't call Tasha back"      [Prodigy] That's how we do that shit, it's like this      "You heard me? Don't call her back... don't don't don't do it"      [Prodigy]   Aiyyo, yo ("Huh? Straight up")   This shit in pocket baby   We stitchin this shit up, you just follow us   We hold the streets up - you couldn't beat us with hammers   We got retarded strength   .. and we ain't runnin for nothin   'cept for the escape after we push them gun buttons   (Pa-pow!) Now you gettin out the way   Shots poppin out the Ace leave people's shit swollen   It's my style to flip   Niggaz is bogus, we come through and shut down the set   Yo Hav' - it's our time my nigga   Our music grab these niggaz and show 'em how it's did   Multi-million dollar mobsters   300,000 dollar cars and hit the streets if you want to   (Ay nigga) And still keep it thug too   You couldn't pull us out the streets, we got deep roots {*echoes*}