Lyrics:
the price tonight
What's the price(x2) what's the price tonight
Sex, beauty, love, money this how we get by honey
Sex beauty love money this how we get by
Someone like me? Not really
JAKE MACK bitch don't be silly
Had a big red beard like Willy
And I still got to spill it in the middle of the titties of a 10
accessories
Client team my only fucking family, you ain't signing me
Roadrunner taking big trips, I guess they noticing
Razor X winning boys behind me, you
Calling the police calling the G men
Calling all americans to war on the underworld
All I need is money and I'm getting that money tonight
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
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
(DJ Paul)
We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch
they doin before Mack 10 was rappin ?!? Tell me
(What the fuck?) how can I remain a man of seven figures
when I'm rushed by gold diggers everytime I
that on my momma
Now I'm caught up in the lights
Jungle boys got me right
Come and mack with me tonight
We could spend a G tonight
Learn a couple keys
clap, fucker
Yeah, guess who's back?
Mack, bitch, I move blocks and pounds
I move out with small blocks from towns
Move out with small glocks
put in work like red ants
And when I walk by Curtis Mayfield'll draft
And spell the full limp love is just like Shaft
Shit I craft, is harder than
know that I did
Ten mill on streams, it mean nothing
When they still sleep, and don't fuck with
Me until I creep up on these beats
Make a fucking grown
make believe/
We flip thru paper like a magazine/
Baby I can fvck yo head up(Repeat4x)
Verse
I got his bm in my dm tryna creep this pm/
Hard pipe
the pimp, who's the mack
Push em' back, we need some elbow room, we need some elbow room
Don't sweat it
Who's the playa, who's the pimp, who's the mack
Push
Bet they think I'm stupid
I got hit by Cupid
Nah Mack this is trash
Bet they think I'm stupid
I got hit by Cupid
I would write a song
But I don't
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
make you explode
I'm a player by nature, I'm a mack by choice
And I'ma make your body moist from the sound of my voice
I got a hell of a resume for
to the dial tone
And call me when you're ready to bone, and it's on
A motherfucking mack tonight
Stay that stay strapped 'cause my raps is tight
You fuckin'
Wind up lock n load like Gun Jack
Dark greeting to yo head now yo health bar wack
Took time off now it’s return of the Mack
Rhymes sharp and still
to ya face
You can die by the day
Caught a nigga lackin yea yea its too late (what)
Spinnin with MAC 10s
Aint no snitching no saying what happened
Bad lil
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
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