Put 'Em in Their Place

Yeah, yeah, payback man Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves Trained by the pain, adopted by guerrillas Gotta tank for a car, ice for a arm Got tattoos wit skin and scars from brawls Got a buildin' for a crib, Manhattan for a backyard Skyscraper ladies, they fuck me when they man gone Kings of New York, I'm one of the few of those Difficulties to come, it's gon' be funerals You get a quiet spot in the shade, for a grave I get paid 'cause I got murder 'fore sixteen And I'm so much rich, I got a condo for a piggy bank So much stash, I just laugh at your face Blow a stack on David 'cause I'ma pyro Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops If you can't whip they ass, then niggaz get shot Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Yo, I was raised by the block and new to the sound of the gun shots Hustled by the bus stop, aged to the front stop Block party departed, somebody got bodied Right before I snatch this little number from my hottie Yeah, young dude wit jewels and barrel lens Heavy bones on the deuce, flickin' it up in the mix Fast forward to O6, gettin' head in the O6 Have a chick, feelin' like she workin' out on that Bow-Flex I'm focused, looked through my lens, see my vision Surprise myself and came through without one spool missin' From that hallway kissin', there was room in the Carlton I can smell it in the air, P in that next room sparkin' Me, I let that heady flow, meet me at the tele' hoe You don't do the tele', oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go Workin' wit a lot of dough and a little bit of time Bitch I wanna fuck, I don't wanna know what's on your mind Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Infamous up in this, you know how we get down Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style We come through the spot real heavy on the waist So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place Yeah, I know you can't believe it, woo We still soakin' it all in ourselves Hollywood Hav', yeah nigga, V.I.P., yeah It's our means, Curtis, 'Billion Dollar Budget? Jackson Go 'head be mad at that man, he the one made us rich You ain't the only millionaires on the block no more Your money is old nigga, smell that? That's new money nigga We filthy rotten rich and we takin' advantage G-Unit, infamous Mobb Deep [Incomprehensible]