Prodigy of Mobb Deep - H.N.I.C. lyrics

rate me

Yo, it gets no better than this

It's the hottest shit on street

It move units like Shania Twain on a Mobb beat

The solar system stand still

Gods listen when I speak the world pay attention it's

Capital P, niggaz rather hang up

Ya niggaz know my handle, talkin like you straight thug

Dunn, I catch you while you shoppin for kicks

suprise bitch, shoot outs is spontaneous and, oh

From now on, call me Columbo

Cause I come through wrinkled up, think I give a fuck?

Look at my chain, look at my anklet

But are you listenin to the words man? My shit bang kid

Nigga I run this shit, I set the trend, you get the dick

that's basically it

These rap niggaz think I'm talkin bout them, nigga please

you ain't in my league, jus' follow my lead

I be the H.N.I.C.

The head nigga in charge

The boss, the Captain Crunch dog, the sarge

The M.O.B.B., the status - we large

The guns, the drama, the love, the Mobb

The H.N.I.C.

The Head Nigga in Charge

The guns, the drama, the love, the Mobb

The boss, the Captain Crunch dog, the sarge

The M.O.B.B., the status - we large

I'm all over, me and my dogs enjoy this

We pop bottles, celebrate your death blow a kiss

at your wittle bitch, wish pain on your kids

Piss on your casket kick ya tombstone and shit, dog

And I ain't even that foul type a dude

But all's fair in love and war it's whatcha hand called for

Now ya mans wanna ride for your cause

But fuck it, they could get it too, simple as you

And I be God-damned if they put they hands on me

Money brings power and puts guns in parties

Sends niggaz on Amtrak with those for your body

It pays for thirty plane tickets if we got beef, huh

Hardly, you all know what that is

I grew up in the hoods and the projects wit dope fiends and crack heads

Teenage killers with Mack-10s

Best friends cut each other's throat and twist they own fan backwards

Maybe that'd live now I'm on some rap shit

Album sold out keeps me far from the big house

The hand guns from that bigger house

Cuz ain't nobody cuttin for me to enforce to hold it down like

The H.N.I.C.

The Head Nigga in Charge

The guns, the drama, the love, the Mobb

The boss, the Captain Crunch dog, the sarge

The MOBB, the status - we large

The H.N.I.C.

The Head Nigga in Charge

The boss, the Captain Crunch dog, the sarge

The MOBB, the status - we large

The guns, the drama, the love, the Mobb...