Mack 10 - You Delinquent lyrics

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Mack 10 - You Delinquent lyrics

Voice: What the f**? Mack: I'm tired of playin' with yo' a** n***a today you gone die. Voice: Aaaagh agh [Mack] I went from Inglewood to H-Town tryin' to put the hustle down but I could already tell these b**h n***as wanna clown like I'm the new jack of the city but I ride like nina roll & I can see now one eighty seven got to be the penal code I'm fed up that's it that's all f** that get it get it & since he bullsh**ted & ran with it a murder must be committed Now the kidnap got to go down In other words I got to steal him then put the pistol to his grill & co*k the hammer back & k** him [Face] We finna (get him) & once we (get him) gotta make a statement He f**ed the family man to respect 'em we gotta waste him No hesitatin' heat him up & leave him on the pavement then find his momma so she can help us find her baby n***a are you crazy? We don't bullsh** when it comes to payday they f** with Face they don't let me catch you on the highway or in public places we dumpin' on ya like that n***a You Delinquent we on yo' a** like that Chorus You Delinquent muthaf**a give up the pink slip We got to k** who you drink with We got to blast who you think with A money murder A money murder We got to hurt ya We got to hurt ya [Face] Caught his a** slippin' at a parkin' lot red dot marks the spot I'm trippin' on how hard he got he got some b**hes in the front seat smilin' When asked about the paper he owe he kept drivin' paid us no mind & hit the corner in the 5.0 dippin' disrespected pimpin' Mack 10 trippin' loadin' up the stainless .44 grip & the trigger off his finger finna start clickin' [Mack] Aww f**Ain't that a b**h this n***a actin' like I'm some type of s**a I'll tell you what Face you drive when I blast this muthaf**a Done took my last weed crop money so you know we through G Dog I been around too many hogs to let a punk n***a do me I give a f** what you claim where you from & who you know n***a touch my dough fa sho ya get a blow from the .44 So let his neck go Brad it ain't no need to choke the n***a just close ya ears & get back homeboy I'm finna choke the trigga [Face] Aiight there he go there that b**h go come on come on let'sgo heyn***alet'sgon***alet'sgon***alet'sgo Chorus [Mack] If a rider need his heat 'cause it's cold outside we gets money worldwide & we stay down to ride So I stuff the clip of the .45 cause I gotta survive & the n***as that's jive they end up dead on the rise all pissy & sh**ty victims of the Hoo Bang Committee when Mack & Face get down it's like a polinity Straight rulers of the city hit the stick & now we bent & blowin holes in what you think with of n***as that's Delinquent [Face] Hey so when a n***a shoot you nine man, a n***a gon need to get that money, whatI'msayin'? When a n***a shoot you half a bird, a n***a gon need to get that money. n***a wadn't bullsh**tin' when he fronted it to you. So don't bullsh** when it come to payin a muthaf**a. Aiight? You Delinquent. Can I get my muthaf**in' ends n***a? Chorus We got to get you for that dollar bill (2x) We got to get you for this dollar bill We got to get yo' a** dollar bill A money murder A money murder We are going to hurt you n***a. A money murder A money murder (Give it up)