Lyrics:
the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Mack he's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller' He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned
strong
Ohhh
{Chorus} (2x)
Keep it strong
We gotta keep pushin on
Keep it strong
We gotta keep pushin on
And on
Ohhh
I know you're wondering
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
ride
(Mac Mall)
Shit, I'll take ya way back
Spittin' game longer than the gateway track
It must have been a blessin' raised as an adolescent
And mack
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin be -are-e-a-d way before this rap game nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy,
the q the r the s the t the you the v
W, x, y, z, it's bullshit to me
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
And move on, you
'em capture me
I gotta thank the Lord for
The weed and the nicotine i can't sleep
Close my eyes and see wicked demons
I keep my pistol by my bedside
One
more dealys not bein sold
Cause its too hot plus I'm on parole x2
Soulja SLim:
It's twelve in the noon, I'm just wakin' up from a flight
Hicks
me shocking myself
I spent 10k on a jacket
Even my momma know
That the boy is living lavish
The truth has been established
Now I'm
The one they
Call
to the edge
So why you guys pushin'? (Woo)
Ten thousand strong
Leonidas got his life tookin' (Uh, huh)
They say it's good to grieve
On a full stomach
Droppin'
Yeah yeah, watch us turn it up for y'all
Tight broads watchin
The Guru, the great 'Dat X, and Big L
Flamboyant for life
Check it, a year ago I
Pushin' up on somethin'
Sho mack
She gotta paper on them jeans
I'm tryin' to
Take off them paper then them jeans
Bringin' mo game than Kobe
it
Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything about to pump it
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words
[Repeat: x4]
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by
pearl river plungin you in the hotel
[Chorus: x 4]
[nasty nardo - verse two]
I'm on that 'yac baby, 'cause I'm a mack baby
I'm ridin chrome
[Chorus: x4]
[Kurupt]
Yeah
The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invading the spaces, chucks and fat laces
The "I Don't Give A Fuck" committee's
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
crack is wrong, god forgive me for my sins
I bust my mack ten and them claps I'm spinnin' in
[Chorus]
We different, you can call us the Murdera's
We
security will be knockin'
While Evil E's rockin', charlie jam and try blockin'
I'm a fuckin' mack that comes up by playin' the back
Ask my nigga, I'll be
by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I'm
scared to put dat Mack down
Takin shots of brown, ooou i know you fina act now
Here from outa town , I’ll be leavin by the weekend
Let me know wuts up
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