Lyrics:
bone used to do
Really show em how the repatoir then grew
I cant lie you nigga really fuckin with my vibe
Really pushin buttons man i wonder why you
Yeah, bitch, I'm layin' down on bean bags finna Rap for yall
Off white carpet hoe and we smokin', please Don't ash on it
Boy we pushin' Martin, man,
Чёрные слёзы и это не тушь
Мои парни ain’t pushin P
Они давно толкают Phivy (Gang)
Поэтому с ними, посмотри
Столько лет, а мы верны (faam)
Один за
ones, like x-rays, but I remember a time when crime did pay
But I respect money, and when I look back on them days, it's kinda funny
I was 16 and I'm
Get pealed instant attacks with the macks and niggas get killed
You know how shit is? You know shit is real?
It's just DFB ATP and Adam ville, yeah
her on the deucey
Put me on hold to go in a store to get loosey
(Come on)
Ayyo mack she need to stop it
Now let me kick some flavor since we're
of creps
Make the spinner spin round like there spinning decks
Mack 10 squeeze till there ain't nothing left
I was moving hungry, now I'm getting fed
Rican to the core, but no Boriquas eat the pussy
'Scuse me for bein blunt, but I've been eatin cunts
since pimps was pushin pink Caddies with the fish
couldn't take all of dat
Where Austin at? Give da bitch da boot
He won't een call her back
Mack wit me, he wit all of dat
Don't get yo Daughter Macked
Inna
You dig? Mack, I'm going in
A millionaire, I’m a Young Money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your
Career just isn't
Man
I was just outside, I ain't sign up
Ain't no folding under pressure like a diamond
Like a sample we outside come and try us
By yo temple by yo eye
help me)
This is a biotch, biotch
[Baby]
Come on nigga
Its them pimpin, ballin, gangster macks
Theys old school caddies with them bows and racks
The new
of the mack of the year so bring it over here
In the middle of the night, you can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back
Inside my ride,
effect with
A tech that got a infa-red scope.
Smackin' those actin', tough as Tinactin, fall up in your
Hood increase your brain with the mack 10
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
'em
Don't matter what 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
N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(repeat x 2)
Verse 1
I'm with my goon squad
We moving light em? all
We hits
of Monopoly
Take a look at my boy Nate the Mack
By the time he was 12, he had your mother on her back
When you were growing up thinking love notes will get her
her on the deucey
Put me on hold to go in a store to get loosey
(Come on)
Ayyo mack she need to stop it
Now let me kick some flavor since we're
[Peedi Crakk]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly
Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs
People
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
passin’ like Stockton, I just seen the mailman they pushin’ the envelope
See what I mean
What you believe in
By any means I get it a hunnid’ percent and I
the mack never lack
Cant let them get the one up on me
I'm never home but these niggas don't know I'm tryna make it
I ain't tryna die up in these streets
I
engrained got my game from the home of the Mack
Ay bitch I'm cool like that, I'm cool like that
I'm cool like that, I'm cool like that
Ay bitch I'm cool like
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