- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Derick A Prosper
 - Albert Johnson
 - Michael J Clervoix
 - Kejuan Waliek Muchita
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - hiphop
 - new york
 - rap
 
- See also:
 
Mobb Deep - Smoke It lyrics
Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that
 Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed
 Keep thinkin' its a game get your man tooks
 I'm never under pressure, never seen hands shook
 Blood money album drop, hell broke loose
 All the drama ain't no tellin' who I'm gonna shoot
 Check my motherfuckin' resume
 Catch Hav where the motherfuckin' cheddar be
 Slide through with your own risk
 Chain gat on the train with your low bitch
 Tears drop cause death is a tear jerker
 Whether shot or strapped up to a steel gurder
 It's foul how they took out Tookie
 All this foul shit I did they should have took me, smokie
 Smoke it, mmm, that's a slow toke
 Liquor for the homies, gonna small toast
 I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
 The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
 You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
 I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke
 I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
 The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
 You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po poMobb Deep - Smoke It - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/smoke-it-lyrics.html
 I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke
 I smoke that nigga like a purple stick
 Smoke a bitch pussy till she walk with a limp
 Elemental P, heavy metal things when my 2007 guns is
 Plastic for you crackheads, the new crack is Mobb Deep
 Put the pipe down, pick up the CD, in a hood near you
 We got all the things, they sell they couch and they TVs
 Just so they can get a few tokes of the dope
 New shit from Hav and shit P wrote, yo they passin' new laws
 So they can ban us, cause our shit is so strong niggaz jaws be stuck
 Twisted, twisted and they throwin' up, they nauseous
 Because it the Porshes we clutch, its a love hate thing
 We got wut these fiends dunn, they hate when we gone
 And love when we re-up
 I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
 The moment, squeeze the trigga of that fo fo
 You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
 I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke
 I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow
 The moment, sqeeze the trigga of that fo fo
 You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po
 I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no















