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