Lyrics:
is gone hate
Real G's is happy foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the grind
Fool it's my time to shine
Now would you niggas kick back
And let
is gone hate
Real G's is happy foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the grind
Fool it's my time to shine
Now would you niggas kick back
And let
Admit's he's "getting anxious" about
The looming deadline
He's clearly not thrilled at the
Idea of finishing it
Via focus group "Only one person in the
Room
Radio Station KMG, 187 on your dial
And what I want you to do is tune in
At 5 O'clock and listen to the homeboys
Total K-oss and Go-Mack
They'll gonna be
is in yo' mouth
[Mack 10]
Yea, yea
It's all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So po' me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me
I'm a hustler, gettin cash
Tunechi
I'll fuck the whole group, baby, I'm a groupie
My sex game is stupid, my head is the dumbest
I promise, I should be hooked on phonics
Ha, but
a hoe?
I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
Matter
coast is in yo' mouth
[Mack 10]
Yea, yea
It's all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So po' me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me
I'm a hustler,
a hoe?
I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
Matter
Tunechi
I'll fuck the whole group, baby, I'm a groupie
My sex game is stupid, my head is the dumbest
I promise, I should be hooked on phonics
Ha, but
rap around the train and shoot
Chorus 4X: Lil Dap
You know it's the real Group Home
{Melachi The Nutcracker}
Aiyo, I gotta deal, this stuff is real
of the game baby I can only lace you
And Got my pounds up that a weight gain
We got acres invest into real estates
We got thizz too invest into pill estates
I
of 16
Gifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack
Suckers had me playin the back
But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door
Now I'ma rock
is in yo' mouth
[Mack 10]
Yea, yea
It's all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So po' me a shot of 'gnac and purple haze me
I'm a hustler, gettin cash
shotgun, probably be your wife in it
Hustle year round nothing come in front of that
Rap real estate and work, I can make a ton with that
Pay me in
bigger than Godzilla's back, nigga
You are not real and in fact, you'll feel the effect
Of a crack dealer, y'all president sends me smack
And got a Mack
bigger than Godzilla's back, nigga
You are not real and in fact, you'll feel the effect
Of a crack dealer, y'all president sends me smack
And got a Mack
like
Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second
Make dirt, day Heaven
I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder
Spray seven at your back
mack
Suckers had me playin' the back
But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door
Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) 'till it ain't no more
We paid dues
I
shotgun, probably be your wife in it
Hustle year round nothing come in front of that
Rap real estate and work, I can make a ton with that
Pay me in
tuck
If I make five i put three away
Cop me a ride one for my wife maybe get a piece of Real estate
My momma straight we made a way when nobody else seen
sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier
I walk through the club like everybody pussy
Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies
enough of me, it seems ya fiend to the extreme
A nightmare but not a dream, realer than real estate
Once I penetrate your mind state, you'll never get ya
Race against time, to take mine
Clip the brake line
Blue diablo ducking shaton
I'm a man, I'm a player, I'm a mack first
Go against a nigga brain, that's
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