Luyện nghe bài hát Narcotic

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Yeah let me that son
Yeah that's that Mobb shit right

MC behind the mic
You know I spit that
1 - Havoc]
You know guns like Narcotics
Youngin put them to
Call me the
The way my shorty sweeping every thing off of the
And any little thing pussy to me
Like ki's in a coke drought, it chief, you fucking with me
you gangsta?
Shit dormant or something
Cause you killing nothing, letting nothing 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 comes to the Mobb you its beef all the time
Out your ass mind you know I clap-clap-clap mine
I know the rap's leaving nigga crooked out of line (yeah)
If I catch looking the wrong way, Good-bye
Cut and
Then let your man cut in your
Evicting your ass out of life (Get the fuck outta here)
You a broke ass nigga knowing you don't got it
Better get up off your ass and that
repeat 2X]
That yo, that dope, (Narcotic)
That haze, that dro, (Narcotic)
pills, that cognac (Narcotic)
Getting up off that (Narcotic)

That's right That's
it out
Hey yo, Its
[Verse 2 -
I said
Come busting the gauge
Huffing and the haze
something for real
I'm in my ways
for the murder and all that so come our way
Down for the and down to pull a kamikaze
Get nazi on niggaz like did to grandpapi
You'll me for a beast how I smack beef for lunch
The is all a movie
You selling wolf tickets, I'm guns loosely
I'm not paranoid, I'm very
Dangerous, you my pimp cup down, I shoot peeps
And jewelry
Murder throughly
what color you flag
I'll through your pagely
Get a warning me
Blood still gotta
I don't send death
I produce the bitch
dot skulls and holes through they headrest
They wanna be dope, we them a fix of this
[Chorus - Starting That haze...]
[Verse 3 - Havoc &
must got it confused
Talking he hitting me up
Sounding like he sniffing stuff
his jib
War with is like breaking a mirror
Homey on for life, fuck what you hear about these seven years
My nine slug will alter your mind for real
After that party a nigga home off a pill
You a grown ass you can do what you feel
knock the way a nigga eat his meal
We got garbage full of that (Narcotic)
Smoke like the sun splash
chronic how we kill these beats and run these streets of death
Now finally, we our paper, yes
We touched our first millions when we was just
But now we 'bout to take shit to new brackets
GT Bentleys and new
We gotta O.D. and make them say that is..
- Starting with That dope...]