Lyrics:
I'm a get the gat, if you don't give them packs, that's that
If y'all niggas shoot then we clapping back, that's that
Throw dirt on my name when I
this,
Mack 10 got that bomb beat drop it like this
Disrespect, get checked,
Snatch you up by your neck,
Young money tryin'a be the man too quick,
back out
I got ready to pull the mack out
Sandwiched him by the theater of 610
Unloaded the pistol now dirt is now what his dick's in
Shit I seen a slab
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
bright all kind of white rap JJ I'm dynamite
Niggas still writing them diss raps? niggas lame and I'm not that type
Sleep on me, let the mack pinch you
and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a whole chicken? Mack 10's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't
yea Go Diego go. aye
I tell em Go Diego Go. Go Diego go
go Diego go. K Baby. Mac-K Free Moe
I tell em go Diego go What’s the next step?
everybody
It's all on me, I do my dirt on my lonely
See most niggas fake and phoney
How my child gon eat?
Me and my dog riding on me
My mom kick me out
L.A.X. around six
I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks
It's Friday night
Two players in a black 5-0-0
Slidin' down
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
to begin
Mini 14's, six homies and some motherfuckin' Mack 10's
Infra-Red, silencer, I'll silence ya, cut off ya P-G-A and a Massacre
Everybody, 'cause
the dirt
At a young age hopped off the porch puttin' in work
I'm a soldier - fuck with me don't say I ain't told ya
I'll catch ya with your drawers down
who trippin' at? - Point niggas out
'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge
made[01:45.54]My 4x4 back window[01:47.17]Hold the 12 gauge[01:48.32]Dirt road swervin' down in south Alabama[01:50.76]Hammer down slingin' mud
(Verse 1)
Return of The Mack You lied to Me I want My Daddy Records Back.. I listen to playa shit, The Whispers Bloodstone throw on a little Mobb for
bagin' for the whole G Nation n****
[Chorus]
[Mack 10]
It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G
And the whole world influence by the be in the sea
Night and day we was in the park playin' ball
It's all we ever did ever since we was small
T-Mack had the type of game that we both wanted
But it
the order to slaughter any ass like that
you know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10 (my nigga)
down ta get this mothafuckin'
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
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
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
tragic on instrumentals when I toe jag it
Throw dirt on me? Then guard your face and stomach
Cause I'm swinging on you like ya ass cheeks had a rope
[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
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