J. Stalin - H.N.I.C. lyrics

[Intro] The Mekanix... [Hook: J Stalin] I'm in the hood pitchin' rocks out my front yard I'm on the block gettin' guap on the boulevard While you b**h n***as actin' like broads I'm H-N-I-C the head n***a in charge [Verse 1: J Stalin] Get guap, never hate, never perpetrate Never listen to what them s**as say, them n***as hella fake I put the word out, n***as get eliminated Young Stalin done made it, they damn sure hate it I used to be broke so I guess I updated Flirted with the turf, moved hella worth Purple for dessert, smokin' in Arizona No matter where ever I'm at I'm hanging on the corner Lookin' around, checkin' everybody gear Like yup, I'm the freshest n***a over here (over here) Trailing the money like a stock broker Cause when it comes to the coke I'm a share holder Jesus on my shoulder, one nation under him f** with young Stalin, n***a I'll smother them Livewire hold the West up like a safety pin Stalin, Shady and Jay Jonah the fire man [Hook: J Stalin] I'm in the hood pitchin' rocks out my front yard I'm on the block gettin' guap on the boulevard While you b**h n***as actin' like broads I'm H-N-I-C the head n***a in charge [Verse 2: Messy Marv] The bag weigh a gram, the zip twenty nine This sh** gonna sell and these n***a gonna buy They sixteen in L.A. tweny four in Chicago I'm up and down the interstate, indo with the rallo Thirty round dick in my sh** with the hollow I jump out strapped n***a every where that I go It's always a drought around Cinco de Mayo But blood still got 'em for the seventeen five though I dry cook, I don't put it in the pot I put it in the microwave and watch it rise to the top (ding!) Hit it with the ice and make one big cookie I got the Jackie-O if you n***as want the nookie The zip come hard, I don't sell my soft And you ain't gotta f** with me, I'm a get mine all Ice cream, seven hundred a pop Add two more dollars if I gotta make the drop, f** wit me [Hook: J Stalin] I'm in the hood pitchin' rocks out my front yard I'm on the block gettin' guap on the boulevard While you b**h n***as actin' like broads I'm H-N-I-C the head n***a in charge [Verse 3: J Stalin] I got cream for the fiends on the dope spot Rubber band knots, from the coke white If I don't hustle all day then I don't sleep right Livewire go, make sure a n***a money right Plus my whip tight, I'm a hustler You third string, that means you workin' for the customer n***a I blow more smoke than a muffler Catch you outta pocket I'll be knockin' at your jugular Home of the brave, more game than a arcade Work on the turf, got b**hes on a blade Fittin to stack my money up buy me a dropped escalade Two thousand and eight Benz painted cherry kool-aid With this snow I'm great, sh** I know why they hate Cause I'm famous in the hood like a Philly cheese steak And I leave California whenever I take a break Plus I take my scale so I know what I make [Hook: J Stalin] I'm in the hood pitchin' rocks out my front yard I'm on the block gettin' guap on the boulevard While you b**h n***as actin' like broads I'm H-N-I-C the head n***a in charge