Lyrics:
Tarek]
Microphone assassin blastin like Mack 10’s
Always in the zone like Kobe in action (Kobe!)
Tarek is a pro if you know me I’m askin
Who can do it
We merkin' four-twenty eat island three five N2Deep
Mack 10 under seat for carjacking Passenger 57's
A Product 19 who gets the dumpster behind 7
see
Mobbin on the S T A G E
Doper then a joint a that D A N K
Got more soul then Koonta Kinte
Young playa', down for the mail
Even bustin'
lose
I'm a mack I like my bitches in twos
Beat the pussy i'm leaving it bruised
For that paper we don't play by the rules
Off a perky it got me in my
didn't know, that I would know, so many is good hoes
By the look that you chose, you're undercover pros
Praise the Lord, bless your soul
In your Gap
doesn’t meant you get a pass(x2)
Bitch u ain’t gon talk back bitch my money talk back said u gonna walk that so let’s go n walk that 10 4 bitch I’m on that
stride with self-esteem
If you down me I will beam
Right up in the day and moonlight this here Earth has never seen
Is your initiative generated by your
they kneecaps
Said I rep the hood these niggaz scrutinized
Sometimes I’m by the book sometimes I’m street n wild
Tell a lie these niggaz crucify
Speak
Deuce-8 shit
I ran that bitch
I own that bitch
Me n baby 1-tre tryna rock a whole brick
Ain't a nigga on the west who can tell me shit
This that 10th street
10 MACKS OUT, NO VOMITING SPAGHETTI
THEY DROPPING LIKE CONFETTI
I HARNESS ALL THE ENVY
GANGSTARR AND HENNEY
PLAY NAS AND BIGGIE
RAEKWON OR KENDRICK
that I got my nigga Kenny Mack (biatch)
Swift as the wind the Mac 10's in my nigga's clutches
So bust this, we rush this punk ass nigga
I knew he
that, I got my nigga Kenny Mack (biatch)
Swift as the wind, the MAC-10's in my nigga's clutches
So bust this, we rush this broke ass nigga
I knew he
ROOM
Must be a full moon, here comes a tune
Bullets fly by your head zoom zoom zoom
(A to the K to the 4 to the 7
Little devils don't go to heaven!
child
(Funky child) (Funky funky style) (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)
[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
strapped with mack millos
Bustin' off caps through a cracked window, that's the MO
Push your wig back, make you a black Leno
The feds on her tracks got
[Hook - 2x]
You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real
You niggaz ain't real, that's real
[Big Tuck]
You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that
with my Lava Mama, fuckin n smoking inside the sauna
Everything custom I'm my own designer
Build it brick by brick
Skin fine china
Spit them facts, cant
The A-KRS, the Nine or the Mack 10
He chose a shotgun, since he was from Bucktown
As he blast a Buckshot, the sensei, he Ducked Down
Hit his Dogg's Nate, Snoop
the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
I never
'n roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.o.p. Eatin some breakfast and some yams
My partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib
a mack or magnum, braggin'
How they be jackin' attackin', smackin'
Taken action just to get reaction, C-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A
Welcome to Frisco, Sacramento,
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
getting sent to the pin
And ion move the weight if it's under 10
I had to boss up by myself never looked back
Ya I had to put my name on the fucking map
Now
Sweat'n sexy hoes from the get-go
Ease your mind and let go, you with a champion lover
Bringing slaps into the summer, finna Mack just like a trucker
She
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