a) A whole pack'a girls ridin' 20 deep in the street (let's do it again) We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy, switchin' up the rules (do it a) A summertime
did take no losses, Put 'em all in a coffin ya dearly departed, better off then [Wish Bone] Been labeled a pyschopath, Fall down with a buck and a
the hog hand-ler Grown folk trap, scramb-ler Knee deep, means to get them G's to my manager I'll drag 'em threw the river like a bad yellow nigga My mack-10
pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya A straight soldier, buckin at the bustaz No matter
whoo) Fuck with Lil' Shank huh? Get off, before I cock my gat and blow your eyebrows off You invadin my space with your mean muggin face If you feelin froggish bitch, jump and get a
let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl Got lil' doe, got something to blow You wanna get like that, gimme head in the Benz I love a chick that suck
on a cannon, So i'ma open a nigga up like the grand canyon, Niggas amazed, I hit the block with a.k's, I spray, get out the block or get grazed, muthafucka
meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold your head up high
meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day Don't cry, hold your head up high
get drunk and pass out 'Cause before I can finish this rhymes You hear a buzzer and a bitch yellin', "Check out time" Mozi-Wozi, Mack 10 bitch Niggaz make a
oughta show some respect I represent for da South [Rick Ross:] I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give a fuck, I'll push ya hat back
but a lot more rich, on my poppa bear shit, need hot porridge, gotta a lot more shit than you could ever fathom, a big head nigga couldni??t even imagine
Nigga Welcome 2 The Zoo [Lil Wayne & Mack Maine] Now Bring It Back To Hollygrove Yea Hollygrove A Well Part Had Work By The Sliding Boards A Well Part Get
gonna shake Creep like a slave and take all the bait Like a tape, I still rock the mack 10 110 bullets twirl like a whirlwind I tie up your boy and rape
in Die, be a kleptomaniac in disguise I even take eyes outta seven thirty fives Dub, Mack 10, wha-what? Wha-what? What? I'm 'bout to tear a chicken head
, a tec with a black clip A 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips Some killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get A fiend violatin' the business