Gangstas Roll Mobb Deep

[Intro: Prodigy]
Ha-ha, uh man, y'all runnin' out of steam already?
That's all y'all got man?, c'mon man
We got the illest combination of this right here man
That's all you got man? C'mon man
You gotta be kiddin' me man

[Verse One: Prodigy]
It is all so simple just add it all up
My mail box is on fire, cause my checks don't stop
Pockets full of chunky black, can't fuck with these crop
That these niggas be smokin', straight out the yard
Might catch me in a burgundy chair, my shirt blockin'
Fresh with my bandanna and Timbs, we outta there
Pushin' to the limit like Montana did
Army bags full of money, bullet proof this
And that too, put some in the roof
Niggas be shootin' from windows, we untouchable
Yea we is rich thugs, that shoot up clubs
Make albums that click more than little drugs
Infamous, cause, or if you a blood
You goin' need that bandanna for your head, you go at us
No shit our songs bump, and girls show us love
Cause they know who big, y'all got love then

[Hook: Prodigy & (Havoc)]
I gotta have the big chain, or the watch yo
(That's how +Gangstas Roll+)
I need me a big phatty, straight video ho
(That's how +Gangstas Roll+)
Back sit at the black truck, with the black rims yo
(That's how +Gangstas Roll+)
In the club with my gat, what?, we got this shit sold
(That's how +Gangstas Roll+)