Capital P, Capital H

[Intro: Nyce] Yeah, it's the Unit man. Nobody do it like we do it, you know I'm saying? Straight G's nigga, G's up nigga. Infamous Mobb Deep, nigga. Y'all know what time it is, man. We clip up over here, nigga. What's your name, fool? [Hook: Prodigy] Capital P, Bandana P, V-I-P, M-V-P R-S-V-P or R-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P P-C-P, P get PC With the hoes, first they gotta come bless me I'm, heaven's gift, heavy on the wrist Heavy on the waist, memorise what I say so [Verse 1: Prodigy] When this shit goes down You won't be surprised how this shit turns out I'm a gangsta, you try my hand and get cut And Hav by the raft for the AK, dunn I'm a menace, a millionaire, rich and I'm ruthless You got plans at getting at P, don't do it I'm a terror, white people call me black hearted nigga My baby mom's left me, cause she couldn't put up With my foul attitude, I'm so fucked up And I love it, it got me to where I'm at dunn If I had it to do over, I wouldn't change a thing I would still shoot at world and his mom'z for that chain I would still get cut and would still catch a fade By the older thugs around the way (What?) I would still get cut and would still catch a fade By the older thugs around the way (What's your name, fool?) [Hook] Capital P, Bandana P, V-I-P, M-V-P R-S-V-P or R-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P And (H-A-V, H get piecy With your hoes, first they gotta come bless me I'm, heaven's gift, heavy on the wrist Heavy on the waist memorise what I say) [Verse 2: Havoc] This is '06, '07, '08 You old school? Fuck out my face Who cares if you pioneered rap Now these rich little bastards got it on smash We a new breed, not from the same game Cut from the same cloth not from the same vein If money ain't flying out your mouth from talking Then no comprende, your language is foreign If your body language don't calm down humbly Homicide homie if you move too suddenly And don't fidget with your fingers Cause we would take that for a gang sign nigga Revenge is food that tastes best served cold But we like it better when it's fresh off the stove You could get keep your things, we want your soul So hot, even Satan gotta go (What's your name, fool?) [Hook: Havoc] Capital H-A-V-O-C H class diamonds, H-S-B-C H killing all these producers with his beats Back seat of the H-3 you H-O-E H-A-V, H get PC With your hoes, first they gotta come bless me I'm, heaven's gift, heavy on the wrist Heavy on the waist memorise what I say