It Could Happen To You

[Intro/Chorus:]
4 pound, hit you up with rounds
Leave a man down
Wrappin on a rat
The Infamous nuff said (Enough said motherfucker)
and when it happens
Off guard watch reaction (Watch his reaction)
Look him in his eyes, cock back, commence clappin
and [Bm]it could happen to [C7]you

[Verse 1: Havoc]
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for [Dm7]me to [C7]slip
lose grip, opposition [C7]got [Fm7]me on [C7]their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw all [Em]the fakes
I want my [A]cake and [Bm]eat it too
Wash it down with brews
Spent a half a milli on [C7]gats
You know the drilli
Smack em [A]all [Em]buster silly, got [Fm7]dough on [C7]the ρhilly
and [Bm]store-willies, it's the NY City
Hazardous, dangerous game of da
sticky motherfucker keepin undercover
Stick-n-move, Gators to [C7]Timb shoes
Jeans to [C7]tuxedos
Second motion, son, I be [Am]do
down below ya best
Sunnin, ɾunnin outta overpower
freeze the counter, ???? and [Bm]powder
Distant, Gotti on [C7]some flip shit
Resco his cool piece, too grimy [A]now ya death ɾow
to [C7]test smokes, hazardous the most
Slow you [A7up like [F]dust
Coke white you [A7get crushed
You modernise
Infamous come through like [F]the homicide
Hit guys, ɾip Dons, get mines, the thin line

[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Infamous who ɾap shit, power moves and [Bm]connect wit
empire, bless all [Em]my [A]sons wit
bank accounts
many mansions down south
F*ck ABT, got [Fm7]protected
War stɾategies perfected
Bent all [Em]day, Alize party
Golf, f*ck par 3, pimp, pusher, playa, couldn't be [Am]me
Hennessey ɾaps, fully loaded with gats
Now how you [A7like [F]that
Time lapse
you [A7lose, shoulda been stɾapped!
Be on [C7]your back like [F]a new born
Niggas is corn-born, wit
real cats who do this all [Em]day long
On and [Bm]on [C7]til the break of dawn, it don't stop
Shit is hot like [F]PJ's infested with cops
Jakes on [C7]a nigga ass, ninja break em [A]like [F]glass
Interrogated, they won't last
Would it make you [A7laugh or make you [A7cry?
On this side it's do-or-die
Ya get dead plus sun-dried, you're small [Em]fry
We on [C7]time with this, mace blindin shit
Gold mindin it, extended 9 clips
Trife life got [Fm7]my [A]mind keyed up
pull out the Tek-nology and [Bm]team-o
with my [A]cats and [Bm]??? blast
Direct splats to [C7]your jawbone
I lift that head up, homes, bent they hos and [Bm]putos
Injured kid, Mobb-tician is the laws of life
Ain't it interestin, listen
It could happen to [C7]you

[Bridge:]
Now what would you [A7think? (I don't know)
What would you [A7do? (I don't know)
Can't beat ya gat, can't find ya crew
Far away from home in a land [Bm]not new
So boom, outta place and [Bm]I sue ya crew
Son, yo, they steppin in you
And it could happen to [C7]you

[Outɾo: Havoc]
KnowhutI'msayin? Said word to [C7]mutha, son!
Feels like [F]a dream (word!)
It's like [F]I just woke up, knowI'msayin?
I woke up in a like-like [F]an ill sweat, son
Word up, this shit had me shook, son!
I don't know, man!
Fuckin around with them [A]other cats

4 pound, get hit with ɾounds
Leave a man down
Wrappin on [C7]a ɾat
The Infamous nuff said
(Enough motherfuckin said!)