Mobb Deep — Extortion

[Intro: Havoc] Yeah Time to let these niggas know, son Niggas don't even wanna motherfuckin' understand Know what I'm sayin'? Time to hit 'em with the third degree H-A-V-O-C, namedrop a G Yo [Verse 1: Havoc] Look into the eyes, true lies, your whole clique despise Especially me, H-A-V-O-C Don't want your chick 'cause she's burnin' third degree Plus you snitchin', you ain't got no ties to me I keep it strong, while you scream word is bond Lyin' through your teeth, swearin' on your first born Your word is weak, don’t hold no weight in this Hit you up quick, strictly shit that I'm livin' in You walk a line that's thin, you religious? Well, you sin Fuckin' with the Mobb, Infamous to the end, Prodigy [Verse 2: Prodigy] I hold a nine Ruger, with an infa-spot disc Red dot right at your face, so set sail or rock it And kept drivin', pull off like the Indy 5G In a four-time Ford truck with speed Like the motion picture, this nigga gone with the wind My crime work, ninja style shit was did And got away with, escaped it, the jakes from tracin' (What?) Anythin' that lead to the source, you know the boss Of the Mobb killin', is like an unsolved mystery Puzzlin', nobody knows, it's all history Madness amongst me, I frequently have to get doubly Never fails, it's always somethin' No rest, daily, gotta rock my vest I shoot at your best man, yeah, your MVP He played the front line, got struck down immediately I wave a Mobb Deep flag, you hear the sound as it slaps wind Heavy load, my military hold ammunition Far from animation, it's real live, you think not? My crew, kings of New York who takin' your spot I put the green light on your whole clique, Island shit Runnin' through the whole house wildin', extortin' it [Interlude] Extortion (Give that up, yo) Extortion (Give that up) [Verse 3: Havoc] Extortion is the key, I got the key for extortion Spend your fortune, dead your shorty like abortion Take precaution, Infamous laws enforced in You married to the Mobb, can't take it? Then divorce it 'Cause I ain't got no time for them domestic disputes If you scared, get a dog, don't got a clique? Then recruit You're weak, troop, lost battalion in the mist On your name, I shit, take it like a man, you little bitch [Verse 4: Method Man] I blaze your britches, P.L.O. extortion, you forcin' The hand that rocks the cradle, caution before you enter This Shaolin representer Carry thirty-six deadly shits, you fuckin' with top contenders Official to the bone gristle It don't matter if you bust rhymes or bust pistols Remember me? Burn a nigga to a third degree Don't act familiar, motherfuckers, you ain't heard of me Just peep the stee' and the rap how it's supposed to be Tap the pockets, bag the goods like a grocery, we food shoppin' On top of that we hip-hoppin', and don't stoppin' Out-of-state drawers droppin', the panty raiders Slide on ya like gators Dug that stank bitch back out and then played her (Bitch) But that ain't nothin' Crossin' this dog walkin', native New Yorkin' Shaolin' slang talkin', rap nigga Mr. Freeze, crowd shiver, what? Young, Black and don't give a fuck If the next crew get the scissor Extortion (Give me mine) Extortion (Give me mine) Give that up, kid, extortion Bottom line, what the fuck you wanna do? You eyin' me at the same time I'm eyin' you, punk Wanna pop the most junk Be the same motherfucker with the most lumps Chew on that shit [Outro] Punk faggot (Word up) Burn that ass like a book of matches Yeah, that's just about it Bitch-ass Under pressure like fat bitches