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would love me say it and tell me so
I need two charms about me baby to have the whole world
Know


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy
Come
need love, that's all now

You tie my hands, what am I gonna be
What have I done so bad, what is my destiny
You tie my hands, what am I going to see
Bent out of shape mend it
Represent Spin been through it god
Hold the Mac splendid
Time Balotti rap version of the black Gotti
Rob me God'll act ungodly
at the heart
We need love, that's all now

You tie my hands, what am I gonna be
What have I done so bad, what is my destiny
You tie my hands, what am I
that new nigga on the block and I don't slack
Ta- dow now (I know you love how I put it down)
Now (I know you love how my shit sounds)
So close your
mexicano
Thug solda, need a bad bitch that'd roll my doja
Got so many hoes if the po' found out, he'll make me a mormon Jahova
Tell your hoe to bend over,
Bent out of shape mend it
Represent Spin been through it god
Hold the Mac splendid
Time Balotti rap version of the black Gotti
Rob me God'll act ungodly
time I put my foot on down
Oh baby, my love don't seem the same
No, no

Well they say that love is all you need
To heal the world
Plus a trillion
mac in the land of the small fries
Everyone lies and tries to get by
Some of us drink while most just get high

[Snoop Dogg]
You trying to cover up
is by the brick here
Like fuck a good day, this a good year

Every day get paid, straight hustle
Club full of bad bitches, want all of em
Never
a mil first
You [?], either kill me or get killed worse
Your song's in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God feel me like he feel church
And right
deep rooted and evident
You can be easily recruited, you're heaven sent
Your smile put me at ease
You're the woman I need, but where is she

Where is he?
Randy Mac
One in a million on your back, boy

Yo
So we bout to get outta here
Seems like the police is outside, man
(Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee,
to swallow poison in the bottle, she too sexy 
So I gotta watch you fast bitches, too many tricks 
That can give a dick a bad sickness 

Yo, yo! Yo son
the presidents secretary is chillin' in his leather chair

[Chorus]

Lemon to a lime, lime to a lemon
When you need a toga-black, hire black linen
Your
guesstimate the weight you sellin
So they can send shots straight to your melon wait!
It gets worse, baby momma water burst
Baby came out stillborn, still I
thoughts
Tryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellin
So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!
It gets worse, baby momma
You get your porps an dloot the whole nine. Word (word). I 
think brothers gotta wake up and smell the coffee you know what I'm saying.
[Mac] Brothers
bleed
Keep a strap on the side, a A.K., Mac-10
Watchin all my enemies and all my friends
Rollin up on niggas with the Tec in a Benz
Might need checkin my
threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what
that gyal on the line?
What's that shine on your wrist?
Manaman ain't got time
Get a brick at six
Fuck around, have it gone by nine
That batty move
and
Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
But if your ass want to go, you need the .44
And the motherfucking Mac-10
And Rappin' Ron's got my back, so what the fuck's happening

[Rappin' Ron]
gold Visas and heaters 
Sendin' Jesus subpoenas 
(Got you singin' duets with Selena nigga) 
So Sister Act 
Cause black nun (none) get love 
And I'm
repping
Pussy so good I need seconds to step in
Two Mac 11s with twenty K on the necklace and a Heckler Koch
Bought this for the hecklers that be neck in