Mobb Deep - Lifestyles of the Infamous (Infamous Sessions Mix) lyrics

My life is all about riches and bitches
Snitches get stitches
Want me to put you on? Keep wishin'
You need to learn the rules and conditions
There's facts that you missin'
Sit back and take notes, man, listen
First of all,  the foundation
Money is the root of all evil
The cream'll have you shittin'
On your people
Livin' like lotto, everything is everything
Ain't nothin' changed but the clothes
That my money bring
I'm makin' figures that I
Never thought possible
You tried to slow me down
You'll find yourself in the hospital
My crew got the army of
Texases in them Acuras
Kid, you get your cap peeled backward
For years, I been tryna blow for years
Gettin' bent off Moët, spend a G on beers
Livin' life to the fullest
My story ends with a bullet
'Til the coke oil drop to
The bottom of the pot
My invincible crew will never stop
If you lookin', you can find
Me risin' to the top, i'm a classic
Approach my level and get your ass kicked
Floatin' in the river with your
Body wrapped in plastic
I'm tryna make a half a million
Triple in size before my eyes
Another part of my team dies
I could still hear his voice while
He up in the skies
While the rest still livin'
Steady tellin' me lies
It's like a bad dream and I can't wake up
But at the same time
I love it and I can't give it up

I gotta get mines
No matter what the consequences
Count all my blessings, add up my weapons
Cock back the nine, let my heat serve purpose
Sling, do my thing, organized fiend service
Tryna make a mil', it's stress
You know the deal
So we sling krills, get your cap peeled
'cause everything is real
But I wanna chill, laid up in a jacuzzi
Sippin' bubbly with my fingers on the Uzi
Try to infiltrate my fort, get caught
Dead up in New York
My brain is packed with criminal thoughts
You get your life lost, never found again
My friend mission completed
Watch you droppin' less than ten
On the road to the riches
Hittin' snitches off with mad stitches
Your last resting place'll be your ditch
Kid
No one can stop me, try, your style's sloppy
You wanna be me, you're just an imitation
Copy
The theme is all about makin' the green
Livin' up in luxury, pushin' fat whips
And livin' comfortably

It's all about the riches and bitches
Snitches get stitches
Lifestyles of the infamous
It's all about the riches and bitches
Snitches get stitches
Lifestyles of the infamous

Yo, yo, P yo, what up, fam?
Yo, what up, kid? Chillin'? Yeah
No doubt, I'm just gon' finish this joint
Oh how much you got left, son?
'Bout a lil' half a minute
I'ma finish in a lil' while
True, true, true, damn what up?
What's up with them shorties, yo?
Oh, them bitches? They comin' over
In a little while, kid
You better hurry up and get over here
Ayy, I hope them shorties ain't frontin'
Man
Nah, never that, son, come on, hurry up, man
Aight, aight, so, yo, um
Check it, I'll be over there in a little
Son little, you know what I'm
Sayin', later on tonight, aight?
Yeah aight, chill

Too much dough to get for one man to handle
Started from the bottom
Went further than I planned to
It's a whole new world and my team is on
That's why your crew and
Mines can't get along
But it ain't no thing to me if I die
Just bury me with a bottle of Hennessy
And I'll be alright
But I ain't droppin' no time soon
'Cause before you clap me, I'ma clap you
If I offend you, so the fuck what?
If you ain't bustin' your gat
Then shut the fuck up
'Cause one less nigga's just
More money circulating
More clientele to keep my pager percolating
Some bust me, don't discuss me, trust me
Niggas tried to thump
But got lumped very roughly
Then we boated in the three quarter
Across the water
Queensbridge just right around the corner
Where you can find me at
The store spending my rent getting bent
Drink Dainy and save twenty cent
Find a bitch
Then take her upstairs and bend her over
The same every day 'til my life's all over