Mobb Deep - Make The Hits lyrics

[Intro: (Havoc) The Alchemist] (Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, fo' real) You are now tuned into the sounds Handcrafted & designed, by the H A V O C Havoc beats, (fo' real) A-L-C talkin' [Verse 1: Havoc] You know my name, you know my pedigree It ain't a game, who could do this better then me? As far as I'm concerned, n***az better play that position Their slugs will be hittin' that target, neva missin' And - how many times, do I gotta go through that beef Protectin' my shines, wit nothin' but that big heat I'm down to Earth, but n***az wanna to bring it Up to that next level, swing, don't sing it But I warn y'all, tear y'all n***az in new a** off Compared to Hav', n***a I'm dope, you lactose Pa** the roach; you laughin' I'ma get that last tot Gangstas to fly b**hes, I rap for those And - layin' it down, just like it's suppose to be layed Check mate on a n***a when my moves is made Don't believe? The proof is in the pudding, my n***a Straight face when I'm pullin' the trigger, you didn't know? [Chorus: Prodigy] Yo it's the word, you hate P? You hatin' on Hav?, the A-L-C? We gettin' doe, we got the V's That make your hoe come up out them panties And - we do it big, we (Make The Hits) Y'all make the check, like it's come up off the checks You gettin' broke, we gettin' rich We got the guns that make a mess, uggghh! [Verse 2: The Alchemist] Aiyo it's time, time for me to shock and amaze The best out, chest out when I'm rockin' the stage I'm certified, A-L-C claimin' his clout And I'ma show you what that name's about And - the (Quiet Storm) (ssshhh!) blew out the f**in' lights Flood the block and overflow personal Trained pipes, me and H, yea we the same type Get the checks in the daytime and bang out in the late nights Plus, I'm on the grind, snatch a quarter 'mil from KOCH 'Cause I shook the spot, it went from the bottom to the top (Get that) I fake then I'm swingin' the rock Anyway you cut the cake I get my CREAM off the top CREAM of the crop, on sideways, leanin' and drop Top speed 'til the cops give me a reason to stop Even in the winter season I'm hot Like Ripley's if you a thug, I don't know if I Believe It Or Not! [Chorus: Prodigy]