H.N.I.C.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, it gets no better than this It's the hottest shit on the street It move units like Shania Twain on a Mobb beat The solar system stand still, the Gods listen When I speak, the world pay attention It's Capital P, niggas rather hang up Ya niggas know my handle, talkin' like a straight thug Dunn, I catch you while you shoppin' for kicks – "surprise, 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 trends, you get the dick That's basically it These rap niggas think I'm talkin' bout them, nigga, please You ain't in my league, jus' follow my lead [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] And moreover, me and my dogs enjoy this We pop bottles, celebrate your death, blow a kiss At your widow 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 what'cha hand called for Now ya mans wanna ride for your cause But fuck it, they could get it too, simple as you And I'll be goddamned if they put they hands on me Money brings power and puts guns in parties Sends niggas 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 Mac-10s Best friends cut each other's throat and twist they own fam backwards Made it out alive, now I'm on some rap shit Albums sold out, keeps me far from the big house The hand guns from that bigger house 'Cause ain't nobody cuttin' for me, so I'm forced to hold it down like [Hook] 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 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...