[Jazze Pha:]
This is for my motherf**ing gangstas
All my G’s, around the world
This is for my motherf**ing gangstas
All my G’s, around the world
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Gangsta sh**, gangsta sh**
Gangsta sh**, gangsta sh**
Gangsta sh**, gangsta sh**
Gangsta sh**, gangsta sh**
[Mack 10:]
The more guns the more roses, destroy my opposition
Never hands on, call shots in my position
We sleep n***az, call us the dream team
West Coast kings, with the infrared beams
Try me jack my sack, I send my AK’ers
To rock your whole crew, like armadayers to your layers
Players play the game, n***az shoulda paid up
Beefing with this young n***a, got him sprayed up
With ease I got the cheese, to spend ten G’s
And tell my lil’ homie, make sure he’s dead when you squeeze
n***az can’t f**, hoo-bangers like Sopranos
Gotta keep it gangsta, so we speak with the ammo
With hustling sk**s, a n***a make drug deals
And those that think crack k**s, I sell em ecstasy pills
Uh teflons, in the cup of my baretta
Never one shot, I leave em wetter over cheddar keep it gangsta
[Chorus]
[Mack 10:]
Your family making arrangements, while I set my arraignment
That there lies a n***a, that didn’t know what Mack came with
When a enemy’s mentioned, I never hate on him
What I do is get even, I lay low and wait on him
Straight out lay the bait out, wait until he bite
Knock his noodles on site, and disappear into the night
I go the whole nine yards n***a, walk it out
While you wanna talk it out, I be plotting to chalk it out
n***az s** a footer dick, to get close to me
And that’s shiesty, cause that ain’t how it’s ‘spose to be
But I can see through the Maybelene, and eye shadow
Keep my eye on the sparrow, till I hit your bone marrow
Be a young pretty n***a, that you thought was made soft
That I pay off, to blow all your f**ing braids off
Had to coach him, tell him that the game don’t change
Never look suspicious or strange, walk up and bomb in close range
Use you for big hits. and when you do one
Dump that heat off, and come see me to get a new one
Cause if it’s on I give a f**, I’m down for mine
And who got the most loot, who win the war every time I keep it gangsta
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[Mack 10:]
Well that’s all the f** I hear in the streets, is Mack this Mack that
All these n***az talking about Mack, can s** Mack’s motherf**ing dick
And that’s on everything, half of you n***az b**hes want me
You mad about that sh**, you know I’m saying
I’m having more money than you, you mad about that sh**
You just can’t fade me, you mad about that sh**
You know I really rock all this platinum j**elry
With all this motherf**ing ice everywhere, I really ride Bentleys
I live in mansions, man I mean god damn
You know I’m really keeping it gangsta homie
You know what is you doing, popping off at the motherf**ing mouth like you tough n***a
They tell me a dog can’t bark and bite at the same time
So n***a who keeping it gangsta, me or you
And to all my n***az in the streets, that’s down with Mack 1-0
And all my n***az in the pen, y’all keep it gangsta
Keep your motherf**ing foot on these busters necks, f** em
[Chorus]