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