Lyrics:
[Chorus: x2]
I've been around the world I ya
Freak so many girls I ya
The women I done seen I ya
Some freaky little things I ya
Yo, ya bet
Yeah
Jose
Eastside
Yeah aye
Really Got aunties wit no veins
Unky really did 7 trying to rob a bank
Pops really did a m off sellin stank
Pushin white
down in the fuckin parking lot
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack
Tagged ICP by the train tracks
And it was on, the dawn
Pay attention everything I mentions is a ??
Like how to do with a move
Because the two sit I go by cash rules
Everything around me do movement
This here is a record I wrote about friendship
The kind that X and Jon Little was talking about when they wrote
Friends,
how many of us have them?
(repeat 6x)
(50 Cent)
I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
(Lloyd Banks)
Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray
See every now
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
City by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the Benzes, rollin Philles
We younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin off the hook from
cold with it
In the bricks with my G double O-Ns
Mack 10 loaded in my 5-double O Benz
Ridin' on my enemies, got no time for friends
All about
[Drag-On]
Uh, let's go
Whoo! Drag-on, baby
[DMX]
Come on
[Chorus x 2]
My n****s is the n****s that'll ride with me
My n****s is the n****s
to mack
To uphold the pimping, I was sworn to that
I hear a lot of shit talking when I listen to rap
Only a few MC's get to hang that plaque
On the wall
There it is, black and white (2X)
Verse Two: MC Serch
On the streets of far Rockaway Queens
Seagram Boulevard, be -17
Redfern houses where no MC would
and my man Bleek next
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hey yo I walks like a pimp, talks like a mack
Spit lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat
Gators
in the truck jack, pushin like a super pack
Automatic button pad just to keep the top back
Ruby red insides, lamborghini fruit snacks
Twenty-two,
you will get burned
Cause we earn respective checks regulated when a nigga flex
to get a rep totin mack 10's and techs
Hoes and sex weed
the cock
I mack, kick back, and stack that cash
I throw these things fool, don't make me tap that ass
The Mac named Dre is the man for real
Hoes want
[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 corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
(x2)
She do full service (repeat)
Cock and ball torture on a Tuesday its somethin’ light for her
If you just a pay, pig, cuck don’t try to enlighten
Assassin (Hell Razah)]
Banksta'z (black billionaires ownin' companies)
Banksta'z (you ever see some Malcolm X currency?)
We straight bankstaz (project
the benefits
I'll fuck a Too $hort fan, a cute freaky lil' bitch
I used to go to L.A. and get sucked by Super Head
When you was just a kid gettin' sent straight
nightmare we at it again
A desert eagle and a black mack 10
And neva know what happend
When we come through them cowards don't want none
They screamin at they
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
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