on Yeah let me touch son Yeah that's that Mobb shit right MC the mic nigga You know I spit that [Verse 1 - You know these guns Narcotics put them to sleep Call me the The way my shorty every thing off of the street And any thing y'all pussy to me Like ki's in a coke drought, double it chief, you fucking me you gangsta? Shit dormant or something Cause you ain't killing nothing, letting die (Not at all) You that same old nigga getting fucked in your By that raggedy ass bitch that you a dime And when it to the Mobb you know its beef all the time Out your ass mind you know I clap-clap-clap mine I know the rap's nigga crooked getting out of line (yeah) If I catch homey looking the way, Good-bye Cut and Then let man cut in your life Evicting your ass out of your life (Get the fuck here) You just a broke ass knowing you don't got it Better get up off your ass and bump [Chorus: 2X] That yo, that dope, (Narcotic) haze, that dro, that (Narcotic) Them pills, cognac (Narcotic) Getting up off that (Narcotic) That's right That's it out Hey yo, Its 2 - Prodigy] Like I Come busting the gauge and puffing the haze Merck for real I'm in my ways Down for the murder and all so come our way for the slaughter and down to pull a kamikaze Get on niggaz like Wiley did to grandpapi You'll me for a beast how I smack beef for lunch The is all a movie You wolf tickets, I'm using guns loosely I'm not paranoid, I'm truly Dangerous, you knock my pimp cup down, I peeps And snatch Murder braids Fuck what you flag I'll blast your pagely Get a from me Blood gotta drip I don't send death I the source bitch Polka dot and holes through they headrest They wanna be dope, we give them a fix of - Starting with That haze...] [Verse 3 - Havoc & Homey got it confused Talking about he me up Sounding he sniffing that stuff his jib War with is like breaking a mirror Homey it's on for life, what you hear about these seven years My slug will alter your mind state for real After that like a nigga home off a pill You a grown ass nigga you can do you feel Can't the way a nigga eat his meal We got garbage full of that (Narcotic) Smoke like the sun splash It's chronic how we kill these beats and run these of death Now finally, we our paper, yes We touched our first millions we was just kids But now we 'bout to this shit to new brackets GT Bentleys and new We O.D. and make them say that shit is.. [Chorus - Starting with dope...]