My minds set, son got wet, Im vexed really
  snatched of his rolex, smacked his bitch silly
  Why niggas actin illy word to willy bout to feel it
  I feel it he should of been dealt wit it
  Dem niggas sour, they put to much flour in they coke
  (Hav and Nas: and got the nerve to wonder why they broke)
  while we were gleamin, niggas was schemin, seen the ill beamers
  beamin triple beam double in cream had em feenin
  to get they fingers on the dosa I called Sossa
  Sossa these niggas hit the god bring the toasta
  meet me in the Bridge Im about to go loca
  He came thru wit two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
  wit two macs inside the Volvo, what up god
  I'm still sober, I need some Hen to bend me over
  my nigga Hav got soldier. It's goin down it's goin down kid
  I heard he might not live, I'm holdin back tears
  I told these broads to put it in gear
  wit two females that dont sound in they style son
  What up son, these niggas done started somethin wild
  You know the clique well Ramel with the gold in his grill
  tried to get a name holdin the steel
  I paid attention to the females, maintain bitches when it gets real
  Soss pulled me close and told me the deal
  he said both hoes sprayed shots and still handle the wheel
  point em out smoke a phill and chill
  I layed back Escobar status, me and the Firm got it cornered
  we on it shit we was born wit.....
  
  Chorus: Havoc
  
  Spark the Lai, QBC yo its do or die
  we in this the business and trifeness
  I finesse this for we chef shit, perfect shit
  aba asta minds connect wit dangerous sons pull back let the tech lift
  lift you up bless you wit a shorty then I set you up...
  
  (repeat one more time -- sub "I" with "we")
  
  Verse Two:
  
  Hold it right there pull over, dat nigga right there
  inside the Rover, I knew he be right here I told ya
  let's get him now, look at him smile Ice blew over
  pull o pull over big links and rockin boulders
  He stunting after he left my man like that
  without a fair chance to fight back, (Hav and Nas: but I be right back)
  He never seen us Soss gave the mac to Venus and Vicious
  lookin delicious handle yo business and step to em
  shake yo ass try to screw em do
  what ya got to do to get to em
  A tight parasucco with young faces can turn niggas Buttafuco
  of all ages, they was amused with the way they walked way
  they talked, only if they knew these girls had sprayed New York
  if they had too, heard him ask Venus "Can I have you?"
  he jumped out the jeep heard her tell him "Dont grab boo"
  they started chattin was only about a minute
  flat line they jumped in the back of the jeep laughin
  We followed them polian
  they probably thought the hoes were Somalian
  probably when they hit the Holiday Inn
  I grabbed the phone and called the Mobb and them
  we layed low about a hour or so these bitches movin too slow
  We both holdin, What if them wild hoes started foldin?
  Sossa said say no more we started rollin
  before we got in they must had shot em, security wildin
  there the girls go hurry up we outin
  the 940 me, Sossa and two shortys
  the punk niggas got murdered in the orgy...
  
  Chorus