Songtext Narcos Fat Joe

Narcos

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In organized crime after a major score, the rule is simple
Disappear, don't talk, don't draw attention
You become visible
The FBI notices, your neighbors notice, other criminals notice
And visibility is evidence
It's a confession without words

Yo, Crack, man, this is cinema-made shit, you know what I mean?
All we wear is just the greatest of evеrything
Told y'all stupid niggas that don't know nothing
Y'all know nothin' about being fabulously fly, nigga
We from Jurassic Park with this shit
Been wearing all kind of skin sincе you was ten, nigga
We stay in fly shit, all super buttery
Shit be like vanilla cookies when we wear, nigga, when you see us
We gon' keep the crisp on, you know what I'm saying?
And we gon', we gon' have the analytics together
You know what it is, riding big
Like don't play no games with us, you know?
This is all motion picture cinema shit, man
This what we do for a living, this is only built for those, man
It's your brother Shallah, Louis Rich
You know what I'm saying?
They don't know these names, man
These names ain't for everybody to know
We love you, Crack
Holdin' it down, nigga
You always gon' be the cracksmith, nigga
Wash these niggas, wash these

Wash these niggas, we washin' 'em, nigga
You see what the fuck goin' on, nigga
You see us on the motherfuckin' woods, nigga
Stunt hard on these niggas
Got the helicopter on top of MSG waitin' for us too
Finna float out this bitch like King Kong, nigga
And I took that nigga bitch off his arm while he was eatin' a glizzy
Ayo, Crack, what's good, nigga?
I seen you in all Bottega, nigga
Gettin' motherfuckin' quarter-ticket Rollies delivered on the floor
Blindin' niggas at the free throw line, nigga, I see you
Ayo, stop hittin' my jack too, nigga
Your access is denied, nigga
You tryna get closer to the don while we out here sparklin' like a motherfuckin' diamond, nigga
Ayo, Rich, don't pick up the phone for none of these niggas, you heard me?
Niggas wanna run out when shit get turbulent
Run back 'cause ain't see us runnin' up the motherfuckin' bag past a billi'
Nah, fam, stay where you at, nigga
Loyalty, nigga, T.S.

Chill, chill
In Queens, we don't play that shit, for real