Lyrics:
flat-line
murder with them tech nine tactics, accurate but I'm checkin not staggerin
put a magazine in the mack 10 with a way to stack men
action, blidop,
face[00:37.84]Mack get the clapping, but nigga, stop with that chatting[00:39.98]It's only one time when them niggas caught me lacking[00:42.11]Pray to the Lord that I
Or you stayin' alone tonight
I deserve what you prefer
Or that
Untouched tonight
Let's keep it a hunnid
I'm not entertained
By your
[Featuring Redman]
Chorus: Parrish Smith (from 'So What Cha Sayin')
Brothers on my jock for the way I hold a piece of steel (4x)
So
a prisoner of love
Always hid from the light
Take me dancin'
Please take me dancin' tonight
Verse 1: (Will)
Friday night, 10 o'clock, feelin' hot
Me and my
your 8x10, your agent, your Harley
You'll be driving around Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie
'Cause I'm running things like some mack motherfucker
You'll
the mud tonight, tonight
Gonna count to ten tonight, tonight, tonight
Let the piggies from their pens tonight, tonight
Gonna take my bow at the Albert
ain't really beefing with the 8 man them niggas fake cookie
They go by that gate an we box em in
I don't shoot from a far walk em down an I drop 10
I'm
crew, every last one of 'em
It's gettin' crowded in here, some acts got to go
Let's start by eliminatin' groups that can't flow
I better meal my deal,
you grow some balls like ms. Mann from Scary Movie
You banned from being mooly
I keep it black gutter white gutter
Chinese gutter by these
Morehouse business,
It ain't no swishers, juss zigs, an zags hoe,
Super bad bitches turn regular tracks hoes,
We mack hoes, then sell 'em a dream,
From here
hit him with the pump 4 times flat-line
murder with them tech nine tactics, accurate but I'm checkin not staggerin
put a magazine in the mack 10 with
I come through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that
the killer of the millennium
Spitting like mack ten and a nine ??
Blasting off like Flex on New Years
Who cares how many slugs why'all spit in the air
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
- [x] I’M GONNA LOVE YOU TONIGHT WE’LL BE LOVING
- [x] LET ME TAKE YOU SOMEWHERE LETS GO DANCING
- [x] WE NEED SOME QUALITY TIME YOU DESERVE IT
-
(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
[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker]
[Master P]
Uhhhhhh ha ha
Where the real niggas at
Right chea right chea
fun tonight
[Repeat: x2]
Now how we do it
(you know it's Big Willie style baby)
Now how we doin' it
(you know it's Big Willie style)
I'm in
in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these
Your body is a ten
Your body is a ten
Your body is a ten
Slow it down, tell me all your motives
For tonight I'm starting to notice
All your bad
Need a life tonight tryna get right
Get lit in the midst of festive events tonight, mane
Tryna get into some Henessey
Crown Royal and Ciroc, them
Need a life tonight tryna get right
Get lit in the midst of festive events tonight, mane
Tryna get into some Henessey
Crown Royal and Ciroc, them
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side 'cause my Posse's stacked
I
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