on Yeah let me touch son that's that Mobb shit right there MC the mic nigga You know I that fire [Verse 1 - You know guns like Narcotics Youngin put them to Call me the The way my shorty every thing off of the street And any little thing pussy to me Like ki's in a coke drought, double it chief, you with me you gangsta? Shit dormant or something Cause you ain't killing nothing, nothing die (Not at all) You that same old getting fucked in your mind By raggedy ass bitch that you call a dime And it comes 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 leaving crooked getting out of line (yeah) If I catch homey looking the wrong way, Cut and Then let man cut in your life Evicting your ass out of life (Get the fuck outta here) You just a broke ass nigga you don't got it get up off your ass and bump that [Chorus: 2X] That yo, that dope, (Narcotic) haze, that dro, that (Narcotic) Them pills, cognac (Narcotic) backed up off that (Narcotic) That's right That's it out Hey yo, Its [Verse 2 - Like I Come through busting the Huffing and the haze Merck for real I'm stuck in my for the murder and all that so come our way Down for the slaughter and down to a kamikaze Get nazi on niggaz like did to grandpapi mistake me for a beast how I smack beef for lunch The drama is all a You selling tickets, I'm using guns loosely I'm not paranoid, I'm truly Dangerous, you knock my pimp cup down, I peeps And jewelry Murder throughly Fuck what color you I'll through your pagely Get a warning me Blood still gotta I don't send death I the source bitch Polka dot skulls and holes through they wanna be dope, we give them a fix of this [Chorus - Starting with haze...] 3 - Havoc & Prodigy] Homey must got it Talking he hitting me up Sounding like he sniffing stuff his jib War with Hav' is breaking a mirror Homey it's on for life, fuck what you hear about these years My slug will alter your mind state for real After that party 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 bags of that (Narcotic) like the sun splash concert It's chronic how we these beats and run these streets of death Now finally, we our paper, yes We touched our millions when we was just kids But now we to take this shit to new brackets GT Bentleys and new We gotta O.D. and make say that shit is.. - Starting with That dope...]