Lyrics:
over, I got me some nemesis
Bitch, I'm a real rager, I'm pushin' ten bangers out
These niggas can never relate switch up the brand new Mercedes
Then I
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
more to life than pushin a pencil
Get out of the cubicle
Get out of the cubicle
Yeah time is flyin by
Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring
Make the best
scope.
Smackin' those actin', tough as Tinactin,
fall up in your hood increase your
brain with the mack 10, stacked N's
seventeen's on the benz and burn up
My name is Reginald Lafayette Bullock (Thomas/Mack). Son of cnnie Marie Bullock-Pompey and son of a father whom I've never met, cllen Mack. On my
the chisel
Check the chip flow
Niggas gettin cocky off the citgo
I'ma be the match
Mack wilds with the baby face
This is like uma verses 88
Spank em with
to county line Gotta pick up some drank
Make a stop at the gas station Premium in the tank
Pullin up super clean 10 deep at The least
Pushin 117s we disturbin
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
right now, I do declare
That I'm more than a gangster, mack
Pimp or a player
I swear I ain't never told on nobody
It started in '82 at a 'hood house party
while
It gon' be for infinity
Nigga that means now and forever
[Pimp]
The Dirty slum got you mad now
We stackin' cash now
Money out the ass now
Pushin
hittin' fence after fence until I'm chillin' at my doormat
Like a mack I had to get away
Cause I'm a smooth operator, ask Shanda
But the rollers in the V is
robbin'
Now what you gone do hand over the goods or do I take 'em
now do you keep little busta niggas in ya camp
or do ya shake 'em
It's Mack 10 once again
get it get it
I'm wit it wit it if you wit it, oh shit then let's split it
Into a 20 sack, and I'ma be back
With my boy Craig Mack like that, ugh!
to platinum cars, my click is that large
To get they dick licked and back massaged by rich chicks
who rock Versace bras in the drop, watchin the stars
Yo,
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
define by Tech
Versatile style done switched up to wreck your whole set
That's real, you know
It's getting kind funky here man, uh
Mack 10 is
the grinders and the sellers
Yous a customer buster, here go jet propellers
[Chorus 2X: Max B]
You gotta hate us the way we getting this paper
All my niggaz is
elders
I respect the hustlers, plus the grinders and the sellers
Yous a customer buster, here go jet propellers
[Chorus: x2]
You gotta hate us
shit you don't think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
You know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10
I know the BasedGod
(Swag! BasedGod)
I know Lil Yachty, I know the Bitch Mob
(Figaro) i know Mack Maine (Mack Maine)
I know Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I'm
church
We pushin white see-3's with five TV's
The Outsidaz, its on the Night Life EP
See, Axe the trife type, live the Night Life
Amongst dark alleys
for mutual yourse, you be the deuce
10 switches and bag, 20 inch crystals on my jag
White tv trucks for the bitches dickie sag
Don't get made because
Someone like me? Not really
JAKE MACK bitch don't be silly
Had a big red beard like Willy
And I still got to spill it in the middle of the titties of a 10
accessories
Client team my only fucking family, you ain't signing me
Roadrunner taking big trips, I guess they noticing
Razor X winning boys behind me, you
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