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[Verse 1: Baby] Klebefolien für Glas Mack 10 said he got it and he serve fo' six. But I'm the burlac nigga, need to score some shit. I need a warehouse full, with pets, riders, and bulls couple of chopper, mack 11, and some Hot Boy Hood. My Lil' Bitch Kisha said she hit the mall, bought some goods. She gone brought straight to her daddy, take her off good My beauty shop keep poppin', cause this hoez keep rockin' And my phone keep plunckin', cause these hoez keep jockin' Just bought a new six with ??? kicks Put me on the floor two knives in my hip. The reason for dropin', the face they dust my shit. Got a crew of head buster that will split your shit. Got a hold of young bitch that would take that trick. Hit the streets, with that work 400 ???? Gave my nigga ???? car to break them bricks. Go flood that magnoila cause I want my bitch. KC these glocks, make will of the spot. ????? you'll hog the block And we will tell the police, this what money be glocks And nigga suck a nigga dick cause the hustle dont stop.
[Hook: Juvenile & Lil' Wayne] [Juve] You could beg shorty, you could keep it dirty You could ???? , you could cut it and serve it And I keep it real, and I play the field And I know when to deal, and I know when to kill [Wayne] And I with the guns, and I pull up at the front And I make all ??? , and I play baby drums You could hang in a jungle, you could push them bundles You could drive a Bentley, you could drive a Hummer
[Verse 2: Turk] Look A Nigga know that I got that work So he plottin' and watchin' try to see when I'm gone So he could break into my housin' I'm a Baby case form, make them think I'm out of town I know he's here hustlin' I wont my monkey talkin loud tellin' my round I'll be there pick me up from the port On my way to Nashville, 10 bricks I'm goin to score Probably get a lil' dope, cause that dope make more money 20 dollars for a bag, 100 grams for 100 This nigga just don't know I'm on top of my game Should have keep it to himself but instead he told his lane That I'm gone get that nigga Turk So I got to bust his brains Civilize that nigga sliddin', and try to do it again. So I got that handle, might get rid of this bitch quick Bust him up fast and throw him in a lake and spilt. Jack who, take what, from who, not me Get a bullet in your head and leave that ass in the streets.
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[Verse 3: Mack 10] From Atlanta the drive-bys low rider and shit talkin' ???? sell crack, sellin', blood and kick walkin' Mack knows the name nigga Hustlin' is my thang nigga CMR and West Side, Ho Bang is the game nigga Recognize a G and leave on top with wig splitter Young Thuggin' life like Turk and head bustin' nigga check it and like the funk and u first is what they tell me No matter what it cost Slim and Baby are goin' to build me I fight all my murder and dope causes from the bricks Know and love by every hochie, bitch, project chick I floss ice and I'm bout crackin' ???? price. I been fuck and suck by my hoez at least twice I representin' killah Cali, but down with them south nigga U know, them uptown gold and platinum mouth nigga Mack stay cockin' and low ridin' for the cost We keep it crackin' for crist, shop, till the Mardi gras Chicken Hoez, games affiliate and drung related I'm gone drop top Bentley, push a nigga with my ??? grade it For the feed up, G up is my everyday ???? A million dollars nigga, still rockin shop payless The fans worst then the jackers, try to keep me insight got a tape of backstreets and ???? to get home every night Mack is to much of a rider I could never be a sucker I'm goin' to ball till I fall and keep it gangster is a motherfucker
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[Baby] 4 Sho' Nigga They you have it whodi Ya understand. Nigga like me. When out to West Coast and planted some trees and came up with nigga name Mack Dime So how you love that? Nigga Take it like a man. admit it Suga Slim Beatrice nigga we them did it. Ya understand Hot Boy 4 Life Cash Money Millionaires
