Lyrics:
nights
hand on my Mack-10
[Uchie]
In the hilla, with my killa
blowin hogwa
See me comin in the Benz or the Jaguar
And them niggas say aˆ?Uch thats a bad
bubbling
Shot muscling
All my checks doubled in
Fuck tussling
Word to God
Got a hundred men, with guns and tems
And we love Mack-10's
Since the sex,
make you explode
I'm a player by nature, I'm a mack by choice
And I'ma make your body moist from the sound of my voice
I got a hell of a resume for
glocks
Spin with the drop
Hammer cocks, sent you a shot
Brooklyn motha fucka, we blend with the blocks
Live niggaz, type to spend 10 on a watch
Face
kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that work
I'm talkin' 'bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt
Wind up lock n load like Gun Jack
Dark greeting to yo head now yo health bar wack
Took time off now it’s return of the Mack
Rhymes sharp and still
came to the club 10 deep
Last night was cool, now we 'bout to repeat
'Bout to show out. That's what the girls wanna see
The Mack. Whole lot of money
to ya face
You can die by the day
Caught a nigga lackin yea yea its too late (what)
Spinnin with MAC 10s
Aint no snitching no saying what happened
Bad lil
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Bring the pain
Bitch ya'll ain't ready for us
Miphia style
Flip Time
98
Rollin' like dees
Smoke the trees bitch
Chorus x2
We
glocks
Spin with the drop
Hammer cocks, sent you a shot
Brooklyn motha fucka, we blend with the blocks
Live niggaz, type to spend 10 on a watch
Face
there's ten of you
I'm built for stress
Do what few men can do
Send a few into you
Injured you, you injured two
Mack 11 ya hit your Chevy
Sent it off in his
became cool? I dunno
Gamed up I be chewin' on this mack granite
OG Jay be stomped that laced that niggas posted never can
I brought the baddest broad in
they do to me
Need to chill, try to stop
Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop
I'm with my Momma rent-a-car with ten and a half pounds
No DL's,
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
Can't dissapear at the double
Over and over, again and again
I'll blow myself out of the rubble
I've been hit by a ten tonne truck
Gonna dust off the dirt
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
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 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 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
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
cause you'll be the last ass to blast fast
Way, above the rim
Word to Birdie I'm from Jersey leavin niggaz actin nerdy
Back sturdy, my dirt, by my lonely,
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
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