Letras:
Mack 10 Work

used Go back, blast the gas about to shootin' us For cabbage work hoes and hundred hoes Now I'm the king of rock for my work One time shoot the block

out Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's [Mack 10: talking] And

they mourn me How long will they mourn my brother (Rated R, Double Jeopardy, Mack 10) (Rated R) Damn a nigga tired of feeling sad I'm tired of putting in work

than Godzilla's back nigga You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked And got a mack 10

(what) killer king is the hospital feelin' numb from the bullets I hum and when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit [Chorus] [Mack 10

plead guilty your honor Cause I dissed the Pope more times than Sinead O'Connor Huh huh, cool, like Butthead and Beavis Truer than the Mack but I'm downer

never die Hip-Hop - Hip-Hop will never, never die [Verse 1: Nas] Ghetto niggaz struttin' with nothin' but dreams and Queens broke Mack-10's, you can

: (feat. Mack Maine) Look, rockwilder on the beat 1,7 in ya face, mack maine u my nigga, cash money wassup Check me out [Verse:] Young money mu'tha

limpin In that two-seater fleeter, it's me and a senorita 3 ounces up in a liter, and it's 10 up in the heater Mackin' a mamacita, runnin' game like