Yea Yea Yea

[Intro: Havoc]

Yeah, uh huh, you know how we do it cousin

Yeah, I don't know how many more times I gotta tell you

[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]

Yea, yea, yea, yea (uh huh, okay)

I said yea, yea, yea, yea

[Verse 1: Havoc]

Come on

I let them bleed, squeeze until the hammer wheeze

In pursuit they be gaspin' for air

I see it in the eyes of my enemies their eyes be

Bloodshot, puppy-faced, like who the fuck shot me?

See, a lot of y'all murderers do the things sloppy

Right on the block when every window got eyes

And got the nerve to wonder why niggas doin' the football

See hoes plottin' on your wife, tellin' you (?)

That's one thing that them faggot police good for

Hope I don't have to kiss (?) with the nine

Cause these faggots will try

And try you they will

Like a six man jury, sixteen rounds of juice

That I keep in the clip and my whip up on me

Put it through your brain (?)

[Chorus: Havoc & Prodigy]

Yea, yea, yea, yea

We just sittin' back countin' our dough spittin' our flow

I said yea, yea, yea, yea

That's how we like it keep it comin' there bro

I said yea, yea, yea, yea

Ain't nothin' up but our chips and songs that's it

I said yea, yea, yea, yea

That's how we like it keep it poppin' bitch

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

What the fuck is gangster rap without Mobb Deep?