Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo, however do you want, however do you need P
My mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin' with mine
The greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in '95
[?]
To skin all y'all cats alive
Take your time, don't rush the clock
Infamous rock for good
Years pass like my dunns on lock [?]
Slow, but [?] spoon feedin' these
Starving ass heads catch a shake fiendishly
Eye-ballin' this, word to [?], probably recording this
Of course kid, keepin' they sights up on us
This [?] like the new type of kicks
They got the things fixed
Walkin' past the wrong man in my clique
He get charged with [?] to kick that [?]
Welcome to the [?]

[Chorus: Chinky, Prodigy]
My kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you
Yeah, that's how it's going down, so what's the drill now, do it
We'll reach out and touch anyone one tryna act brand-new
Don't even go that route, throw on your running shoes and make moves

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC dunns, it's all real, we hold it down
You was yours, we was ours, and stand the firm ground
Pass the Dutch and while I handle the Henny thinkin'
And never catch me sleepin' stay on top of this, properly
I know they watchin' me
If not they probably waitin' for a down fall, schemin' on my property
We got the the remedy
Let 'em get a little close, let 'em smell the tree smoke
Hit 'em with a blow and let nobody know
There's snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you movin' son
Shots get low, don't ever run with the crowd son
Make a move, you hear me?
And that's the way we rockin'
The only way to live if you really think about it
Every move is humble with precision
[?] decisions, and my hoe can see the same vision
41st 'til I dearly depart
'Til then I'll be somewhere gettin' bent up in the den sippin' gin
While you shook, cat just pretend to be something that you're not
And that's not good, my friend
On the personal, I ain't even feelin' you cats
Don't even acknowledge that fact that your weak raps
Bust caps at
On the reg laughed at
Son you know we passed that
Get 'em outta here 'cause you can have that

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Four pounds
Stumbled off grounds
Fire off many a rounds
I hear return fire [?] percent of the times
You dogs is wives, actin' like girls, you feminine when handling guns
You can run and take the window son
My feelins hot when we rip off stripes dunn-dunn
Without a fight [?]
We keep the house dope like [?]
We twist and pop Henny, gettin' wet on the daily
And [?] turn to Macs fully
Now they [?] caught red-handed, and got remanded for it
[?]
And sent me on a [?] to upstate facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree
All tobacco leaf, and waiting on my time, servin' yearlys
Cool, back on the streets I see some old drama
I still hold heat to send ya ass straight to trauma
These kids started grillin' like they ready and willin'
I gave 'em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, told my man look out
Commence the warfare and rock these [?] to sleep
Like this here, '72 like as if I was back [?]
Hours of thinkin' how I'ma tear
They ass up out the basket, belligerent glass heads, I'm baskin'
No knowledge of the man or his actions
Well class now is in session
Soldier boy today's aim is, never show your heat and don't flame it
You plain' life, with a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all common laws
What?, speed on and get peed on

[Verse 4: Chinky, Prodigy]
You wanna take the chance
I see it on your face
Do you think dunn hold it down son?
Boy don't be afriad
You made a sudden move
And my [?] back down
41st side got the got the answer
[?] Infamous Mobb around
The heat goes up, the heat dies down
It's hot like Hell On Earth over here on this side of town
QBC in it, be in it
The jakes ride up, the D's just bounce
And in between we gotta get to screamin' at fiends all around
My money y'all, word up, word up


[Chorus 2: Chinky, Prodigy]
And my kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you
Blastin' at you son, what up?
We'll reach out and touch anyone one tryna act brand-new
Get splashed too, what, what
And my kind of dunns'll be the ones that'll clap at you