Know Da Game Frankie Cutlass (Ft. Kool G Rap, Mobb Deep & M.O.P.)

[Intro: Havoc]
Infamous life, yo
Know what I mean? Know what I mean?
Niggas don't know, son (They don't know, they don't know)
But I'ma let 'em know
You know? Yeah

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Shit is real on the motherfucking hill, God
Times is hard, vision blurred, kid, I can't see far
Thinking, "Will I be the next nigga deceased
Over some bullshit beef?" I pack heat
Son, it's '96 and I ain't going out like that
Never rolling dolo 'cause my crew got my back
And it's a fact, niggas don't know how to act
'Til I cock back the gat, leave 'em laying on they back
Sometimes I try to maintain and chill
Stop my brain from thinking, restrain from grabbing my steel
I'm stressed out, trying to live right on the wrong route
Thinking of ways to get loot in large amounts
So I chill on the block, nigga, respect mines
A giver with the MAC and the motherfucking TEC-9s
So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to
Before you do so, let me warn you
We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat
Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did
Remanded, QBC, then left stranded
We cock cannons, punishing and back handing