Mobb Deep - Narcotic Lyrics
[Prodigy]Come onYeah let me touch that sonYeah that's that Mobb shit right there[Havoc]MC behind the mic niggaYou know I spit that fire[Verse 1 - Havoc]You know these guns like NarcoticsYoungin put them to sleepCall me the broomThe way my shorty sweeping every thing off of the streetAnd any little thing y'all ***** to meLike ki's in a coke drought, double it chief, you *****ing with meSaid you gangsta?Shit laying dormant or somethingCause you ain't killing nothing, letting nothing die (Not at all)You that same old nigga getting *****ed in your mindBy that raggedy ass ***** that you call a dimeAnd when it comes to the Mobb you know its beef all the timeOut your rabbit ass mind you know I clap-clap-clap mineI know the rap's leaving nigga crooked getting out of line (yeah)If I catch homey looking the wrong way, Good-byeCut and sliceThen let your man cut in your lifeEvicting your ass out of your life (Get the ***** outta here)You just a broke ass nigga knowing you don't got itBetter get up off your ass and bump that[Chorus: repeat 2X]That yo, that dope, that (Narcotic)That haze, that dro, that (Narcotic)Them pills, that cognac (Narcotic)Getting backed up off that (Narcotic)[Prodigy]That's right That's rightCheck it outHey yo, Its like[Verse 2 - Prodigy]Like I saidCome through busting the gaugeHuffing and puffing the hazeMerck something for realI'm stuck in my waysDown for the murder and all that so come our wayDown for the slaughter and down to pull a kamikazeGet nazi on niggaz like Wiley did to grandpapiYou'll mistake me for a beast how I smack beef for lunchThe drama is all a movieYou selling wolf tickets, I'm using guns looselyI'm not paranoid, I'm very trulyDangerous, you knock my pimp cup down, I shoot peepsAnd snatch jewelryMurder braids throughly***** what color you flagI'll blast through your pagelyGet a warning from meBlood still gotta dripI don't send death threatsI produce the source *****Polka dot skulls and holes through they headrestThey wanna be dope, we give them a fix of this[Chorus - Starting with "That haze..."][Verse 3 - Havoc & Prodigy]Homey must got it confusedTalking about he hitting me upSounding like he sniffing that stuffRunning his jibWar with Hav' is like breaking a mirrorHomey it's on for life, ***** what you hear about these seven yearsMy nine slug will alter your mind state for realAfter that party like a nigga home off a pillYou a grown ass nigga you can do what you feelCan't knock the way a nigga eat his mealWe got garbage bags full of that (Narcotic)Smoke like the sun splash concertIt's chronic how we kill these beats and run these streets of deathNow finally, we getting our paper, yesWe touched our first millions when we was just kidsBut now we 'bout to take this shit to new bracketsGT Bentleys and new Benz'sWe gotta O.D. and make them say that shit is..[Chorus - Starting with "That dope..."]
