Can’t Get Enough of It

[Intro: Havoc] QBC About to take over your area Yo [Verse 1: Havoc] Left to right, protect the life, guard my castle I'm goin' at you, take it to the gats if I have to It's the hassle, jealous thugs I suppose squeeze Turn that ass to Swiss cheese, leave permanent holes And to them hoes, you know how it go, no dough 'Cause they subject to wakin' with cash and go crazy Yeah, they bangin', baby Havoc representin' for them niggas that don't trick Ladyless, just associates Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it I love this rap shit, got me fillin' mad clips, but half is Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors From population, through the math, I subtract a You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor You niggas ain't worth the punch, back smack ya Pitbull attack ya, and half-snap ya Kodak moments I capture Like an escaped convict Pearl Harbor, bomb shit Handle B-I, on some calm shit [Verse 2: Illa Ghee] I can't get enough of it, the rough shit, grenade lyrics My appearance is thug, rap slug ritual Every dollar got a nigga's blood chiseled, the slug sizzle Pistol-whip tight, night monopoly Four 380s in the prophecy, the bigger I got Handle B-I, smoke a CI, snuff a CO Can't you see, I'm the total, vocals is low blow Barely sociable, rare form, the man from now on (Now on) Toe-to-toe complex, the next expert, who's in control? Episode, you can't control your fascination Illa's the name, two guns that look the same Frame of thought change, first we live, then we abort Cloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sports Talk crack, I'll leave you jacked, crap format, I'm hostile Wild out for snakeness equals foul General G, blowin' judges in the trial [Chorus: Prodigy & Havoc] Yo, the NYC M-O-B-B thug shit (And that's my shit) I can't get enough of it Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent When my cats attack, you got your knot split, ayo I can't get enough of it Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent When my cats attack, you got your knot split We out to win and that's it We out to win it like this [Verse 3: Prodigy] It's like this, kid, ayo We shut it down like the Muse And blast like fresh TECs out the box We outbox, get suplexed Take notes, nigga, best check the index Look over anything that you might've missed You overlooked the part with some unified terrorists Pirates, straight off the ship and mad starvin' Anchored to land and now we runnin' wild, poundin' On imbecile niggas who ain't got they feet grounded Precise, astonishin' shots split your skin's top We sent pops, catch you from two blocks Don't run up on you chargin', with hot shit, he felt it, alarmin' Shockin', surprisin' shit, left you crawlin' Dangerous, huh, and ready to rock This man's hot, your flesh start to boilin' hot Rhymes solid like a lead pipe that bleeds your knot Knot-headed niggas get knocked out a lot Kick down your chain-locked door, we raise spot My clique got a deadbolt lock, you rather not, dude Stormin' through the crowd, part the sea, comin' through Spill my over-proof, it's drippin' from my temple Lay on the wall and watch all y'all You can't injure a ninja who crept and took fall Surrounded by crime cats, time for tap jaws Leave red stains on clothes, carpets, and floors [Verse 4: Havoc] Ayo, we bang like the Tunnel and jam like broke gats One hundred and oh, nigga, go check the stats QB, yeah the name hold weight and ring bells All you niggas shook and it ain't hard to tell Major clientele, the infamous cartel Catch a buck-fifty, them stars, we scar well Hard luck, got gassed up and starstruck Then got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb clutch Laid up, sippin' all types of shit, get ya chick bent Talk the bitch to death 'til there's no info left Homicidal clepto, like the lye leaf, I'm petrol Regulate the Metropolitan, niggas gettin' bodied in In the lobby, and lock the door, it ain't safe, kid Take it how you take it, grab a hold and embrace it [Chorus: Prodigy & Havoc] The NYC M-O-B-B thug shit (Yeah, that's my shit) I can't get enough of it Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent When my cats attack, you got your knot split, ayo I can't get enough of it Either fuck with it or don't fuck with it Catch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bent When my cats attack, you got your knot split We out to win and that's it We out to win it like this [Outro] That's my shit Yo