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