I put that on my life & the 23rd letter [Cube] Everybody get yo' money Don't worry 'bout ya time zone homie get yo' grind on [Repeat] [Mack] Yeah Gung Ho Mack 10
strollin through my hood West coast till the casket drop I be throwin it up, so motherfucker West Up! Verse Two: Mack 10 It's gun ho Mack one-oh please
it locked (got it locked) with the Glock got ya butt naked to ya socks yayae The Westside Connect Thugs... Ain't no California Love just California slugs Mack 10
Central And a drag from tha zig-zag can't fuck with the Philly's Holdin' down tha wild west like a kid they call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold
it down shot for shot You ain't got Coniyak its not the spine I got a stack of hoes Matter a fact a nigga smackin' hoes Straight up mack them hoes If
's, When it comes to gangsta hits we runnin', Nya please you cant see these on your knees, World wide dub SCG, WESTSIDE! Chorus: Mack 10 Bow Down When
'm with this, what we throwin' up? Throwin up the W All you busta ass niggaz out there I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10
wit no panties so please tell me something that i don't know like if we have sex you don't want dough and if it's not a problem you can meet me at 10
your training wheels bitch... Cause your fucking with a scholar [Billy Danze] With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad With a mack 10
dick at all She said, she rather lick or click them balls I smell that, Mack dime, Mack dime They say a woman can please woman better Than the man can please
Mack Dime, come on Scarface, Mack demand the respect X to tha Z Xzibit, c'mon [Incomprehensible], it's true, we bang I got trouble rhymes to a death
shows with the swat meet cotes Low-ride wessyde and all bitch-ass niggaz betta hide Big wheels, ex-peels, I sign nuttin' but eight-figure deals Shoot blocks, sell rocks, Mack 10
em dogg, ain't nothin 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
deep Sleep baby sleep [DJ Paul] We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10 The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11 Catch ya slippin at
[sha-cronz] Yo, peep the real pro, put my skills to work That show's benz and about a mil' I'm worth Get higher than 10 kilohertz Blank on tracks like
be gangsta? Killer type nigga? Betcha any money, you gonna die tonight, nigga Ya must don't know who you fucking with Lil' Turk young and thuggin' and that nigga Mack 10
got beef, huh Hardly, you all know what that is I grew up in the hoods and the projects Wit dope fiends and crack heads Teenage killers with Mack-10
Was mad as a FUCK, didn't even show it Yesterday was better off, didn't even know it Complete role reversal so it's useless these days TV got real, music went fake Please