Give It Up Fast Mobb Deep (Ft. Big Noyd & Nas)

[Verse 1: Nas]
Got out the airport, the Mobb picked me up in the truck
Jewelry chunky like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal, papi? You heard the feds almost got me?
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby
Negotiating like Illuminati
Network with catch-a-body experts
In retrospect to the foul connect
When I lost, but that then was my fault
Now it's time to floss, eye for a eye, what's mine is yours
I need a suite with the flowers complimentary at Trump Towers
Sit at the table, we can build for hours
On getting rich, it's a cinch, take a glimpse
"The World Is Yours" written all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
With Quaaludes and cream and loads of women rockin' linen
I got a plan to blow to Hiroshima, Japan
Moving niggas out the hood and just divide it with fam
And yo, the bitches, like Gee Money said to his man
Will ride the dick like a horse with the cowboy brand

[Chorus: Havoc]
Give it up fast, quick, and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough
Son, you know, Mobb Deep is running this shit
QBC, nigga, rep your clique