Letra The m. the o. the b. the b. Mobb Deep

The m. the o. the b. the b.

The Infamous (Yeah, uh)
Check it out, yo, yo

Go against my team, I guarantee you won't win (Uh-uh)
We live where we spit, that’s why we so potent (Facts)
Put down your pen, your rap book is not important (Nah)
Your shit trash, don't even open it (Uh)
Don't play yourself, we pros at this (That’s right)
Where you think them other rappers got they style from, kid? (Uh, uh)
So you know we got his rap game sewed up, kid (Yeah, uh, uh)
The flow intricate, clique move militant (Yeah, right)
Shout out to my QB affiliates where niggas rhyme furious
Rep every borough with G's that keep it thorough in they section (Uh, uh)
Ride around with guns for they protection (Wow)
Where cops kill you over your complexion (Plaow, plaow)
Where they get work from Dominican connections (That's right)
You don't wanna be in the mix without your weapon (Nah, uh)
'Cause it's real like that, get yourself killed like that
In the street without your heat, you get peeled like that, you heard?

It's the M, the O, the B, the B
The D, the E, the E, the P
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It’s Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)
The D, the E, the E, the P
It’s Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)

Who fuckin’ with us? Don't want nothin' with us
I can see it in they faces, motherfuckers bitter
Body that nigga, put him in the comforter
Special delivery for those that's runnin’ with ya
I'm top rated, y'all not rated
Fuck they talkin' 'bout? Niggas need to stop hatin'
They fakin', it feel different
We grindin', they ain't lookin' for a meal ticket
I'm spontaneous, bitch nigga out my radius
We big dog, y'all niggas Pomeranian
Layman terms, y'all niggas all heard
In slow motion, watch 'em crash and burn
We the last of a rare breed, you playin' me?
Not 'til Hell freeze, nigga know I blast and squeeze (Uh-huh)
Shit nigga shootin' make your cabbage lean
It's that modern-day motherfuckin' savagery (Uh)

It's the M, the O, the B, the B
The D, the E, the E, the P
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)
The D, the E, the E, the P
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)

Wearin' durags, waves, fitted hats, snuggles, or furs
The Rikers Island bus still packed, what's the word?
Inmates squeezed tight in the can like sardines
Young Black teens out there cop killer queens
Never graduated too
They next grades, lettin' hammers loose
So now they up in gladiator school
Gettin' worse than they first came in
And linkin' up with the likewise minds
Now they got ties across the map
New York is a crumb on a global scale
Now they home from jail
Sayin', "P, let a nigga front, niggas gettin' killed"
I got niggas out in Baton Rouge ready to move
It's on you, whatever you wan' do, boss
Just point me in any direction, I'll shoot off
A loyal dog, who can ask for more?
It's one thing for certain, four things for sure

It's the M, the O, the B, the B
The D, the E, the E, the P
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
The M, the O, the B, the B (Yeah)
The D, the E, the E, the P
It's Mobb Deep (Word, word up)
It's Mobb Deep (Straight up, word up)