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The Infamous Song Lyrics
The Infamous by Mob Rules [Prodigy]
Yea I'd just like to thank you, my momma, thank you baby for cuttin me out
Sorry ma i know it was hard, but you did it tho man, and it's poppin now
Smell like money, smell like millions


[Verse-Prodigy]
Just when you thought it was safe to come out
Infamous all in ya face in ya mouth
That's right niggas best up stay up in the house
Watch we gettin our money, for the 2 thou
Nigga P back out in the streets so what now
Strictly for the ghettos and hood in yo town
Probably got bundles of drugs in yo town
Like crack, coke and dope, millionaire
Queensbridge muthafucka we blow ya house down
We the big bad wolf that eat ya food clown
I aint gotta huff and puff you know my style
Calm as fuck, i just let my gun wild out
I got cash muthafucka i could have you touched
But i rather be hands on with that son
Certain things you just gotta perform yaself son
When i start bustin i don't stop till i get it done

[Chorus-50 Cent]
Everybodys got gangs, Everybody got cliques
But they aint like this (The Infamous)
Everybody can't afford to live the lifestyle of the young black and rich (The Infamous)
You aint crazy don't make me show you why they call us this (The Infamous)
We on the streets who basically controls this rap shit (GGGGGG G-Unit!)

[Verse-Havoc]
We got the most gangsta shit we takin most niggas projects
We sold the most crack since '86, don't handle a lot of bricks
But we the most thug, think they dirty over there
But we more dirty of, we last more longer then them
More stronger than them, more money for us, more broads then them
We hit the most slugs in the street
I had the most tattoos ever since 13
P got the most now, i guns the most loud
Hit enuff bullets down, ?? thru a whole crowd
We drink the most Henny and E&J
Smoke the most weed, and that's mostly the haze
We get the most pimples kicked on a nigga face
You gotta be the most idiot nigga on face of the earth
Don't ever let the thought cross ya head
That we not the most likely to pop off kid

[Chorus]

[Verse-Prodigy]
Right now i change guns with the seasons
When i was young i bought ninja stars on Jamaica Ave. hittin trees then
Started hittin trees then, we ran a train on a girl in my ?? dance school
We was beastin, lil young heevin
I had the rambo knife and when i got my first gun i was cheesin
I couldnt believe it
I had the power of life and death on the palm of my hand fiendin
But quickly to be schemin, if you front on me
Then it leave me no choice to start squeezin
And hope they stop breathin, 'cause if they do pull thru
In the hospital beds they be squeelin, talkin to the D's man
They don't waste no time they want answers even if you still bleedin
Homie im on the fleazy, i don't got time neither
Im gettin money off this it's to easy

[Chorus]