The M. The O. The B. The B. Lyrics – Mobb Deep, Big Noyd

Read the full The M. The O. The B. The B. lyrics by Mobb Deep and Big Noyd along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Mobb Deep's music, you can also explore Score Points and Easy Bruh, two other songs by Mobb Deep.

[Intro: Big Noyd & Havoc]
The Infamous (Yeah, uh)
Check it out, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Big Noyd & Havoc]
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 s*it 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 n!ggas 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?

[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]
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)

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Who fu*kin’ with us? Don't want nothing with us
I can see it in they faces, motherfu*kers bitter
Body that n!gga, put him in the comforter
Special delivery for those that's runnin’ with ya
I'm top rated, y'all not rated
Fu*k they talking 'bout? N!ggas need to stop hating
They faking, it feel different
We grinding, they ain't looking for a meal ticket
I'm spontaneous, b!tch n!gga out my radius
We big dog, y'all n!ggas Pomeranian
Layman terms, y'all n!ggas all heard
In slow motion, watch 'em crash and burn
We the last of a rare breed, you playing me?
Not 'til Hell freeze, n!gga know I blast and squeeze (Uh-huh)
S*it n!gga shooting make your cabbage lean
It's that modern-day motherfu*king savagery (Uh)

[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]
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)

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Wearing 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, letting hammers loose
So now they up in gladiator school
Getting worse than they first came in
And linking 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
Saying, "P, let a n!gga front, n!ggas getting killed"
I got n!ggas 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

[Chorus: Havoc & Big Noyd]
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)