Mack OneDime me playboy Aiight this out aiight nigga check this out We crimeys that mean you my partner in crime
Like check this out let's let 'em know summin' You know niggas should've plugged up From L.A. to the Bay you understand we doin' big Big mothafucka big thangs fool, check it out
Aiight One O E. Feezee, I gotta, I gotta Thank my teacher Count Dracula For just a brother to you know Count his marbles you know, what you?
You see I stop I won't stop 'til I check a mil' I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill 365, 7 days I believe pays My estates been guarded by pit bulls and
I'm straight them thangs, movin' weight like I should 'Cause a nigga good don't mean he went Hollywood Dog I practice my craft so each year I get To stay ghetto and and be richer than ever
Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel, I am but me this then Why you up out the ghetto mothafucka I am the ghetto I beg yo nigga I was grindin' tryin to take off niggas heads and fuckin' hoes when you was in kindergarten
Nigga this ain't Lenny and Squiggy this & Mack Teezee Fuckin' Italian, Romaine pasta, chicken Tortellini Thirty odd six custodian, the scope Far from Nickelodeon no no joke
Southern up North see we be rollin' Make a bitch a gun report it stolen Plead the 5th but snitch, no case 'cause they're po po And they know that 12 gage equipment can be traced
Stand on ya nigga don't try to get caught in his drawers 'Cause them 223's be penetratin' walls Plus I got warrants and shit pay child support Thinkin' about skippin' town movin' to
You see I can't I won't stop 'til I check a mil' I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill From L.A. to the Yay see we be Make a bitch purchase a gun it stolen
You see I can't I won't stop 'til I check a mil' I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill See you my dude that mean we pa'tnas in crime It's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Bitch
Forty I'm the one bro in the mix like gumbo Now how can I humble and make feddy by the bundle Marv said we got triggas Mack we got bigger figures Now throw the top back on the 'Rarri and bang on these niggas
And watch what the money show you about that don't know you is gone hate real G's is happy foe ya It's Mack Dime on the grind fool it's my to shine Now would you niggas kick and let me get mine
Causin' sparkin' up chaos bringin' the ruckus heavy metal heaters Mobb, under buckets if ya can't beat us then us get on the team Streetsweepers grenades rifles and M1 car Dice games craps bets over car titlespink slips cash Watchin' out for rival gang beefin' Bad weather but it all boils down to who got the most
You see I can't I won't stop 'til I check a mil' I need a super bad and a house on the hill L.A. to the Yay see we be rollin' Make a purchase a gun report it stolen
You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil' I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill See you my right that mean we pa'tnas in crime Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Dime Bitch
I shoot 'em up syringes I know what real ends is Lo Harley Davis and big body Benzes Ain't faded so far on my wrist I got a R hundred thousand dollar car 'cause I the caviar
So what's up what you need huddle up Got that 2 for 1 special with the called double up So get lit a hit shop is open all day From L.A. to the Bay it's 10 and E-Fortaay
Sometimes I wonder if it's worth Fuckin' with the law tryna it look like I'm runnin' a tow truck service With a Say No to Drug' bumper sticker on the back window
Knowin' I been smokin' a gang of the corner four houses down across the way way Make a and then a left Over there by Safeway and ya get there page me
Punch in how much you spend the 20's from the 1's, 5's and 10's Slick, sly, sharp narcotic Always do business in centers Buck 'em stick 'em, stuck 'em don't fuck me 'em, bleed 'em, love 'em shit can get ugly
You see I can't stop I won't 'til I check a mil' I need a super bad and a house on the hill From L.A. to the Yay see we be Make a purchase a gun report it stolen
You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil' I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill See you my dude right that mean we pa'tnas in It's Forty Fonzarelli and Dime Bitch
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Fuck 'em and feed 'em cold sardines, sardines Fuck 'em, fuck 'em sardines, fuck 'em Fuck 'em, 'em cold sardines