Mack Maine AK-47

[Hook: Lil’ Wayne]

I Use To Tote a.38; I Tote That AK-47

In My Crack Days; In My Rap Days.

I Use To Tote A.38 Up In My Crack Days.

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]

I Use To Tote a.38

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.

I Use To Tote a.38 Up In My crack days.

I Tote That Ak-47

[Verse 1: Lil’ Wayne]

I’m Too Fly, I Can’t Stay Up In My Bat Cave.

Hello, Say Goodbye When The Gat Wave.

Hold On Your Surf Board When The Gat Wave.

Homie, You Can Be Deleted Like Backspace.

I’m Coming Threw Like A Fax Page.

I’m Just A Gorilla In A Unlatched Cage.

I Peel Off Like Black Tape.

Weed & Syrup, Good Combination Like A Crack Safe.

Uhmm, Real Nigga In The Building. Where The Cris At?

I Got Them Twins With Me, You Know, Click Clack.

I Got Them M’s With Me, You Know, Big Stacks.

I Stay On The Right Side When That Bridge Crack.

Cash Money, Everything Understood.

Everybody Hop On A Lil Wayne That Could.

Haha, Hollygrove, That’s My Hood.

Eagle Street Is Where I Stood.

Boy!

[Hook: Lil’ Wayne]

I Use To Tote A.38 Up In My Crack Days.

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]

I Use To Tote a.38

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.

I Use TO Tote a.38 Up In My crack days.

I Tote That Ak-47

[Verse 2: Mack Maine]

See When I Saw My First Murder I Was Only 7.

4 Years After That, I Did My First 2-11.

A 2-11 That Turned To A 1-87.

The BLock Was Dialing 9-11 For The 4-11.

We Left The 7-11, Lookin’ Like 9-11.

They Skipped The Doctor And Ambulance And They Called The Reverend.

See That Was Then Homie, And This Is Now Breadren.

I’m This Close From Copin’ The Porshe 9-11.

The 9-11, That’s The Reason For My AR.

The M-14 Is For My Nigga JR.

See I DOn’t Feel Too Many Rappers Cause’ They Are.

Softer Than Girls In Cathloic School.

Yaw BOyz Rap Like Ya’ll Went To Actin’ School.

I Thank, My Beef, The Guns Show Em’ Gratitude.

Young Money, Wether We’re Travlin’ Or Not, We Pack A Tool.

WHy N.W.A., Young Niggas With Attitudes., Haah

[Hook: Lil’ Wayne]

I Use To Tote a.38; I Tote That AK-47

In My Crack Days; In My Rap Days.

I Use To Tote A.38 Up In My Crack Days.

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days [x2]

I Use To Tote a.38

I Tote That AK-47 In My Rap Days.

I Use TO Tote a.38 Up In My crack days.

I Tote That Ak-47

Mack Maine Girl You Nasty

Hey! Young Money, Rock Boys!

Wussup Mack let’s go!

[Gorilla Zoe:]

I know a bitch named Pam, Tonya, Keisha, Felicia,

LaTesha, Tameka, Anita, Anitra, Tamera, Tameka,

Tamara, Tia. Put them in a row my Asley man

I know a bitch named Pam, Tonya, Keisha, Felicia,

LaTesha, Tameka, Anita, Anitra, Tamera, Tameka,

Tamara, Tia. Put them in a row my Asley man they

Couldn’t see her.

Four Ashleys in my phone, Ashley out in Canada.

Ashley back at home, the other two in Rome. One

In Rome, Greece and one in Rome, Georgia. The one

In Rome, Georgia sex me to her foyer. The one in

Rome, Greece. Man I keep it formal, back and forth

Up out the counrty like your boy was touring. But wait

There are more o f them, one more in particular.

California raisin like to hum up on this dick-ular. Hid in

My vehicular, wants to be a pornstar she told me take

A picture. I sent it to my homeboys. Aye Mack, Aye

Wayne. Come look at this. Bitch named Ashley with

Botocs in her lips(lips), botocs in her hips(hips). Cellie

In her ass(ass), she so plastic bitch. But that bitch

Go hard(hard), like a bodyguard. I call her barbie doll.

She swallows cum and all. (Damn)

[Mack Maine:]

Girl you nasty, Ooh girl you nasty, Ooh that girl nasty

(Eww) Ooh girl you nasty O-Ooh, Ooh that girl nasty.

That girl nasty. Ooh that girl nasty What’s her

Name Ashley. What’s her name Cashley. Damn she’s a

Beast I’d probably go and fuck her by my homie in the East,

I don’t want this chick to really know where I stay cause

She gon’ be a stalker, she gon be a a stalker. She the type

Probably want me to fuck her till she walk around with a

Walker, see I know I taught her how to take it from the back

And how to suck a dick and this girl is like a snicker. Ooh she

So thick but everybody think that she’s a good ass christian

But for about 2 weeks, this bitch been missing. she be in my

Backyard tryna see if I’m bringing in some more hoes or another

Bad bitch I don’t understand what the fuck is really wrong, that’s

Why I had to put this shit up in a song. she still act like she look

Sexy in that thong, yeah that thong-thong-thong, yeah that thong-thong-thong

I try to tell the bitch that I am not the one that could submit to, that

She should submit to. but she done heard my music. evertime my

Song come on that bitch lose it, this dick she always choosing

Her daddy he got mad and he took away her car and he said

That she can’t get nomore drawls or bras and he done stopped

Giving the bitch allowance so now to the club she’s not even to

Be allowed in. he done told the doorma n that lucky that she can’t

Even come in and her and her momma done even much had a

Run-in and even her cousin be like “ooh girl he fine” and I heard

Her momma say that I wish that he was mine. her momma and

Her daddy they done even got into I done saw her momma

One time try to show her fluid, I didn’t even pursue it cause her

Momma like 40 and she like to sip 40s and she listen to E-40

Like ooh girl you so nasty Ashley, I see where you get it from

And why you can’t pass me. Shit. One time I was by they house

And they grandma gave me a look, I’m so happy she can’t talk.

I’m so happy bought a book. She really couldn’t play it off, see

Her grandma, she’s old. I heard she was a prostitute that’s what

I was told. So what I’m tryna say is all run up in her family, that’s

Why I be like Ashley. Ooh Girl You Nasty! (Hey!)

Ooh girl you nasty, Ooh girl you nasty, Ooh girl you nasty her whole family

Ooh they all nasty, Ooh little nasty Ashley, Oooh girl you nasty, Ooh

Girl you nasty.

[Talking: Mack Maine and Gorilla Zoe]

Hold up, Hold up right quick man we smokin that

California nigga. We been rapping too long nigga.

You understand? Yeah nigga but uh yeah she nasty.

She-She nasty. Who big booty LaKiesha, Big Booty

Taniesha (Oooh!) Big booty Shanequa (Ooh!) Big

Booty Tina. You got her from Bankhead? Yes! Old nasty ass

That shawty suck ten dicks at one time. Lord have

Mercy homie. And she like it in her ass. I love that

Bitch though. Ooh! She nasty, with no KY! She a nasty bitch!

What you do in it? I spit in it. You nasty. You nasty. Nigga

You nasty. She nasty. I be drilling. Oooh! You ol’ pornstar

Ass nigga. Well Cannon holla at your nigga nigga! We out!

Oooh girl you nasty.

Mack Maine Poo Shoota Flow

[Verse:]

Fresh up that new ass hole, you hear?

Fresh up poo shooter,

I cop two ruggers,

Don’t make me spray or aimin things at yo soup coolers

I fuck with real niggas, like the izzle

Fo shizzle my nizzle, get the fuck out my grizzle,

I’m a grizzly, I’m roaming through the forest, I don’t really know no chorus

Wuzzup big booty Dolore? She living round the corner from the florist

With my man made get her flowers,

Niggas fucking around, my people will coming and shoot you’s, regular powders,

So now the case be closed, cause they think it was drug related

And niggas know that I get the cake and the thugs don’t hate it

Real niggas they congratulate, they happy to see I made it,

At least one of us have made this shit, I be love saving shit,

Real nigga, all day, freestyle in the hallway,

Feeling like I’m juvy, wussup with Sean with that bootie?

Till I come over here she a cutie, what’s up Red? What’s up with that heat?

Yeah, we can do it right here on the sofa, we don’t need no bed,

Shouts out to moddie, that boy keeping the shawty,

But I round in Maserati, in old school huaraches,

Nigga don’t want beef with me and my people

Yeah we real, we just cup out the license, man our weapons they concealed

But we got dirty browners, for when it’s time to get real gangsta

Niggas hella ancient, but picture that I’m painting

And I’m feeling like I paint I’m like Picasso,

Me and my niggas ride around in the Gallardos

Excuse me, Murcielagos, look nigga that’s a Lambo

Tied up and mask up and wagged up like Rambo,

Who the fuck thinkin they got that ammo,

My shots yea they camo,

I come through and blast at your flannel

Brains all over your shirt like you waste spaghetti

Slow down, don’t blow the whistle yet cause he ain’t ready

Niggas know I’m like Freddy when I come through

In your lil dreams give you nightmares that make a nigga scream

Yea Dreams & Nightmares like I was Meek Millie

A lot of these hoes silly

Shouts out to all my bitches out there up in Philly

Someone but be more, they got their raises under their tongue

And some of these little niggas 15 they got a gun,

So they ain’t got no license, they had one since they was 12,

And nigga blast off that molly and send yo bitch ass to hell,

I got real niggas ouchea, that’s ready to prevail

Shouts out to my nigga Tyrell, yea my nigga Lil Travell

He out there on the pole, still shooting at the door

You fuck around with Lamar, that boy that quick to spot,

Yeah that’s my dog, we went to high school together, used to cheat

So fuck it, what ya’ll talkin bout nigga? We run the streets, here out in Cali

Since we was bumping them balis

We was just talking about they about this,

I’m like yeah nigga they belly, I fuck up nigga really

And I don’t like these no ratlers,

See me and my nigga we gone gone going back to…

Kali nigga

[Outro:]

Freestyle champ I’m just like

Fuckin around light one up

Fuckin around, I don’t fuck around

Fresh out that ass hole

Nigga was all the lil pussy in here

All the time I was like

You understand me?

I was in the in the right hole

I was like uh you my first, uh you my first

And when I went off in that pool shots in

Oh no, you my hood

You heard me, all these real niggas you understand out there

You understand?

I know my people listening so I can’t really like go off high

Wanna go off though, fuck with me

This just the appetizer nigga

The next one the entrée, food for thought

Real nigga tho

Oh Haly Grove Wop you did that one

Rest in peace killa stone yea

Mack Maine Ghetto Symphony

[Intro:]

Hold up!

YMCMB

DJ Feezy

You already know what it is man

That YMCMB

Some call it that flashy lifestyle

But this is just what we do

This is that everyday life

This is how we live

We got the bitches

We got the cars

Nigga we damn sure got the money baby

YMCMB

Mack Maine, talk to em!

Then who’s fault is it anyway

Don’t trust what I tell you

Don’t fucking move

And no one will get hurt

Don’t come in any closer

Don’t fucking move

Cause I don’t know how much you hurt my heart in 2

Alrighty then!

[Verse 1:]

To beat a murder charge in New Orleans is so easy

Shoomies got me spookin, I’m shootin for no reason

Fuck, fucking with the flow it’s like fighting with 4 demons

Got 2 forties on me, my gun and my old english

Bitch, turn up the level on my mike

Make it rain in the sun like when the devil beat his wife

See that dude with that gauge and his straight long hair

Better hope like a good neighbor that stay foamed up

It’s loyalty amongst thieves but I’ll take it if you got it

Let Mack hold my burner while I shake a nigga pockets

It’s YMCMB and I check it if you gossip

Long Desert Eagle but it’s peckin like an ostrich

You the type of nigga that will tell if a nigga hit you

I’ll throw a fuckin cocktail through a nigga window

Flame game flow, you fuckin with the fire starter

I divide the men from the porches, I’m a problem solver

[Interlude:]

Bitch!

Soo Woo

Mack I’m tired of these bitch ass niggas

What it be like funk?

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

[Verse 2:]

Mack Maine say fuck em I’m a shoot em

Catch em out the club, follow em, I won’t lose em

I had the choppa sing, sing, sing like music

They offer me lean, but nah I don’t use it

YMC affiliated, yeah, fuck it, that’s my family

Shoot you in your Range Rover, shoot you in your Camry

Broad daylight, New Jack City

I got a mac, turn my hood to left mag city

They got beef with Wayne? Tell em bring it Diddy

I got the hammers in the same bag my reefer’s in

And I ain’t tryina live, walk my past accolades

Black hat, black mac, black Escalade

I only sell cocaine that’s gorgeous

White on white shit, like a pair air forces

My Bronx niggas leave MU corpses

Kendale to Mirror Marr, cocaine fortress

Niggas that will kill you for affiliation

I know niggas that will kill you for initiation

Bad drug deals they kill you for that situation

You shouldn’t have put your moms in that situation

[Interlude:]

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

[Verse 3:]

What you saying, what you saying?

I’m praying, heaven’s a ghetto

Made a crystals when Chris was staying

You ain’t the same, you wanna Louis Lane in my Louis swinging

Show you, how to go from Batman from Superman

So you just saying Mack and I react

Like a nigga missed lunch for a good 10 months

And I do this yeah like a done 10 blunts

In the booth so swift, I don’t get punched

Ain’t telling me shit, young money to death

You ain’t got the chips, we run in your breath

Then run in your house, then run in your bitch

In front of the kids, run off the steps

Niggas get doubt, they plottin on loadin no sympathy

Now that you know well I show what I’m mentally drowning around

In the thought that it get me gunned down

If he’s down in the boat I proceed to be g

Go on and get it, niggas could get it if we let it be

Fuck an impression, I’m cool with confessing

From young that I want to grow up and be me

That’s my slogan, I’m high in the days

I write in the gaze, I put your mind in the maze

Don’t never fuck with the boy

It’s like crime it don’t pay

Except for my boys, will get your body today

[Interlude:]

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

[Verse 4:]

Untamed, Young Maine, real nigga money

You got chump change

Cum stains, tongue rings

Wild nigga, Django Unchained

I dump thangs, night at the gun range

For point blank, in your sun frame

If I can’t find you

Then I won’t mind you…

Off top, I take off tops

A bad bitch and they swallow me like cough drops

My love hot, but that ain’t my main attraction

Ol lil one tryina cop, I don’t know I’m brick taxin

What Tony Braxton, where Hale at?

Oh there go Lindsay Lohan, where the molly at?

When max spits you, girl will do a back flip

Romantic tear your ass nigga, eat a plate of cat fish, you hear?

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

Don’t come in any closer, don’t come in any closer

Mack Maine Moonshine

Yea Yea Looking At The Sky Right Now

And The Stars Are Out Haha I See This Big Ol Star Though

Is That You Baby? Ha!

Haha Yea Ma I’m Looking At The Sky

When It’s Dark And I Still See Baby That The Moon Shines

And Notice I Ain’t Talking About No Moonshine

My Shoes So Clean You Could Prolly See The Moon Shine

What We Got Between Us I Assume Time

Time For You Get Over Here And I Get With You

Babygirl I Ain’t Honey But I Still Wanna Be With You

Yea I Wanna Sleep With You Yea I Wanna Eat With You

Shit I Wanna Go Trick Or Treat With You But Not On Halloween

I Wanna Just Chill With You Maybe Roll Through The Mall

Show You I Ain’t A NBA PLayer But I Ball

And I Ain’t A NBA Player But I Stand Tall

Stand On My Stacks And I Know You Got My Back

Cheaa I Need You Like The People In The Crackhouse

That Are Crackfiends That Need Cracking Up

Babygirl Even When It’s Dark I Still Know The Moonshines

See I Ain’t Talking About Moonshine

My Kicks So Clean I Could See The Moonshine

But I Could See Your Face Your Face Shines A Little Brighter Than The Moon

Damn In The Moonlight

Everythings Gonna Be Alright

I See Everythings Gonna Be Alright

They Gonna Get Left And You Gonna Be Alright

See I love When You Smile

I Love When I Make You Smile

I Could See You With My Child

I Could See You With My Junior

Real Sooner Then You Prolly Think

[?]

See You Are So [?]

Something Like The Virgin Mary

It’s Kinda Scary

I Want You To Meet Your Rena And Marry

That’s My Sister And Mom And Due Time

We’re Gonna Get It We’re Gonna Shine

Something Like The Bracelet I Got On My Wrist

It’s Better To Be Pissed Off Then To Be Pissed On

It’s Kinda Funny How We Ain’t Even Much Pissy

We The Shit So We Should Get A Pamper

I Done Set The Tent And We’re The Campers

Yea We Need To walk Through The Campus

Yea They Need To Stamp Us

They Need To Know That

Babygirl Everynight The Moonshine When It’s Dark

And I Ain’t Talking Moonshine

My Shoes So Clean I Could See The Moonshine

But I Could See Your Face Yea Today Your Face Is Looking Nice

Better The Night

Everythings Gonna Be Alright

See Everythings Gonna Be Alright

They Gonna Get Left And You Gonna Be Alright

Baby We Should A Take A Trip One Day Up To The Moon

When They’ll Be Like Soon We Prolly Should Get Up In A Spaceshuttle

And Cuddle And Hddle And Discuss What We Might Do For The Future

I Can See The Future It’s LIke I Got Some Round Contacts Where I Can’t Look Back

And I Can My Girls In The Rearview Yea Baby I See All My Exs In The Rearview

They Fear You See They’re Trying To Be Dying To Be What You Are What You Are

What You Are What You are

See Maybe They Assume Dawg That Maybe You Are A Star A Star

You Shine So Bright

Hey Baby I Say You Shine So Bright

A Nigga Get Left With Almany White

They Can’t See You In Range You Otta Sight

I Love My Babygirl You Know Who This Is

Yea Baby I Love My Babygirl You So Wet

I Love My Babygirl See You So [?]

Yea You My Babygirl And I Could Be Your Babyboy

And I Talking Tyrese If I Got A Daughter My Sister She Got A Niece

And if She Got A Daughter Than I Got A Niece

I Gurantee I’m a Treat Her I’m a Treat Her Like My Babygirl

I’m a Let The Moonshine I’m a Treat Her Like My Babygirl

Ha Ha Ooow Ha You Know I Treat Her Like My Baby

Ha My Baby

Ha My Baby

Ha My Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Babygirl

Mizfit Made The Beat He Got A Babygirl

Yea

Oooooooh

Oooooooh

Oooooooh

Oooooooh

It’s Gonna Be Alright

Mack Maine I’m A Hustla

[Hook:]

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer, and you a customer, and you a customer

[Verse 1:]

I tell a nigga hurry up and buy

Like a Chinese man in a Chinese store

Well hurry up and die

You’s a customer, see me I’m a hustler

You something like what’s in the sewer, manure

While me, I’m just an entrepreneur, trying to pursue her

Cover all the fours, my nigga, you know I’m forced to

Try to just sell what I sell, you just come and buy

What you just try to buy, you ain’t even got enough

To get to buy what you buy, you know

See me? I’m just tryina die in Dubai, you know

Where they got a few Bentleys for cabs

And all the bitches over there got ass and abs

Chyeah, what you doing passing them cabs?

Can’t even pay your cab fare, ain’t that cold?

I ain’t have a jump shot like Telfare but I made sure,

That my mom went on welfare, you know why?

[Hook:]

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer, and you a customer, and you a customer

[Verse 2:]

You is a customer, you little tramp

Tryna come up in my store and buy shit with some food stamps

I don’t take that, see that million dollar mark?

I can make that, nah I’ve been made that

You see that dollar bill you got, shit you could save that

I’ve been thinking, all I need is Ben Franklins

Since I was younger, nigga, I’ve been balling nigga

The type that hustler even when the set was crowded, nigga

I keep that fire, nigga and make sure that I could buy the proper tire, nigga

And since you is a customer that means you is an employee

And I’m the employer and now you are fired

You can just go and get your unemployment check

And I’m the type of man that demand my respect

A man with a tech is a man of respect

But a man like me, homie, I sign my own checks, you know why?

[Hook:]

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

Homie I sell a Bible to a nun

And you a customer, and you a customer, and you a customer

[Verse 3:]

I sell a Bible to a nun, go to the war

Just make sure it’s yours and buy him a gun

Straight for me shit I’d sell milk to a cow

I make shit if it amazes, say why

I probably could sell Jesus to the Lord

I’m a beast like that, see my life it was hard

So I learned how to hustle, I learned how to make grapes turn into wine

I learned how to steal, not get stuck by the vines

Like the thorns on the rose, I’m a beast like that

Out the trenches I done rose

See, I made sure that everybody in the hood had clothes

I’m the type that could sell Michael Jackson back his nose

I could easily make sure that you won’t get frozen

If you was in Antarctica or in Alaska, plus I’ll bless you

Shit, I could sell air to a nigga that got asthma, you know why?

[Hook:]

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

I’m a hustla hoe, I’m a hustla hoe

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer bitch, and you a customer, bitch

And you a customer, and you a customer, and you a customer

Mack Maine Kobe Or Ginobili

[Intro:]

Stop!

102 baby

Mackie Ray Cyrus

Tell molly holla at me

[Interlude:]

Throw it back like you don’t fit it like you owe me,

If you bout that life then baby girl show me,

Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili

Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili.

Now bring it back like you fit it like you owe me,

Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili

If you bout that life and baby girl show me,

This ain’t a game shawty, no this ain’t Ginobili

[Verse 1:]

Now this ain’t sicker baby, and I’m a street fighter,

But I ain’t viga baby, and I ain’t blocka eat her

I know you like them purses

And if your man disrespect the rich game

Then I’m a soon that he lack them hurses

You know your sister, she been a freak girl,

She’s been givin that pussy up before she learned had the right incursive

She been nasty ever since she was younger,

In the winter, in the spring, in the fall, in the summer

She pop it off, and when she ride around like the stripper the top is off

So look when I see her, I just holla I’ll pop it off,

I’ll pop it off, I’ll pop it off

For me and my fucking love

Yea I ain’t tryin’ to see you baby when you’re blaze

After I twap em a pass you ask to Farid

And then I’m a let Sean hit em, then I’m a let Boo hit it

Then I’m a call the rich game and let the whole crew hit it

[Interlude:]

Now look, throw it back like you don’t feel it like you owe me,

Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili

Ain’t a game baby girl it ain’t Ginobili,

If you bout that life and baby girl show me

I hit you with that 9 to 5, show me what you’re burkin with,

I hit you with that ten or six, show me what you’re working with,

I fuck around and do overtime what you’re working with,

[Verse 2:]

Shawty what you’re workin with, shawty what you’re working with.

I see you when your earn men’s fit, but you’re all broken shit

Now you got some lute, yeah that shit back you,

But hop yo ass in this coupe, and coming break it off,

Yeah, break it off, this rubber baby don’t take it off

I need it all like right now, yeah pop it off

For me and my dog, yeah pop it off

Forget your nigga I got his life in my wallet,

Me and you could do it big like Christopher Wallace,

I can have you on the beach willin, happy you met me,

And you can ride me in the water, like a jet ski.

I fuck around and put this fish up in your booty

And don’t take it out until they free my nigga Boosy

See I’m a New Orleans nigga til I’m gone

Bitch I’m a New Orleans nigga til I’m gone

If you can’t get it right, then I’ll do you wrong,

I eat the cheetah thong, go for me alone,

[Interlude:]

I’ll make her bring it back, like it don’t fit her she owe me,

Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili

If you bout that life then baby girl show me,

You bout that life then baby girl show me,

What you’re working with, yeah, what you’re working with

I’ll get you with that nine or five, that ten or six what you’re working with

Yea what you wokin with

Show me what you’re workin with

[Outro:]

Now pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,

Pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,,

Now fuck me good like I just came home,

Now fuck me good like I just came home.

Mack Maine No Doz

[Curren$y:]

Curren$y, the hot the spitta flow outrageous, making haters sick

So I guess that I’m contagious, why would you uncage this beast that lies within a peaceful guy, who just trying to get by

Occasionally I’m high, shit you got to feel me man! you niggas is under me I’m fucking ceiling fan

You got to look up to me, divas calling my label they tryna hook up with me

Young money motherfucker I’m more than a company and if a nigga come for me

Heater slow em’ down like that shit weezy keeping in the Styrofoam cup yea!

And your boo heard my verse on that carter 2 I got my grown man on and now she wanna fuck

Straight cooking that pure cokeezy, got fiends going crazy like them dope boys do when they hear that new jeezy this shit too easy!

[Mack Maine:]

See when my team start to blitz you, ya bitch you, shit john stockton could even much assist you

See y’all ain’t play with magic y’all ain’t worthy, I’m a throwback nigga! you’s a swing-man jersey

Let’s say my dough low, I’m a move in slow mo and Pistol Pete your chest with a all black four four

Or I might send a bitch at ya named coco to knock at ya front door, murk ya on the low low

See coco will catch you sipping hot coco, you’ll be hollering coco I don’t want it no more

See I was taught not to be an average joe blow, my flow ain’t so so and I don’t talk to po po’s

I been hot since K-Ci and JoJo, you was playing connect 4 twirling on ya yo-yo

When your mom was dressing ya ass in polo, my money stayed up like I feed my pockets no doz, mack!

Mack Maine Sacrifial Lamb

[Verse 1:]

The trumpets blow around the walls of Jericho

As I get caught up in the line of fire

They fire tryina leave my line flat like a nail infested tire

Nod to heaven where niggas been hiding

You liars, y’all never see your Messiah

While I’m reading the book of Jeremiah

I am better than any cat that try to run up, I’m a warrior

Standing on the front line, homie, look, I bust mine

See I don’t mind dying, standing in the midst

Make sure that my man don’t get hit, take a bullet for my best friend

Cruising North West sin, as y’all spirits just taught a lesson

I’m the type you don’t wanna mess with

[Chorus:]

And I’ll take everything in this life

I’ll join everyone when I die

[Verse 2:]

Who’s afraid to lose their life?

That’s a man that should have never been born

You shall be scorned, my niggas be warned

You don’t start this because you’re considered children of the corn

Land in the cornfield, tryina just to pick something

Maybe a harvest, see life is the hardest, see we was born here

Just preach the Gospel to the Holy Apostles and to the lost people

I see Your lost people, I’ll be Your navigation

I don’t really wanna be the type for sanitation

I’m not the type that run off before the confrontation

In fact, I’ll always try to stop the confrontation

[Chorus:]

And I’ll take everything in this life

I’ll join everyone when I die (I’m the sacrificial lamb baby)

[Verse 3:]

Me and Him got the same parents’ name

You know, Mary and Joseph

How do you know His last name?

Shit, I’m not from Bethlehem

See, I’m from Holly Grove

But I would lend a hand to those that need

Some counseling to make sure they not lost

Plus I could call shots every day, see, I’m a bossy

If this was the old days I’d be born as a king

Landing the major, type that’s not endangered

My dad will make sure that I plight and shoot like a ranger

And I have a lot of soldiers, I still got a lot of soldiers

I don’t need to pop the doja, I just maintain composure

You know that, you know that

[Chorus:]

That I’ll take everything in this life (come on come on…)

I’ll join everyone and understand (I’m the sacrificial lamb baby chyeah)

I don’t understand

‘Cause all men die

‘Cause all men die

[Chorus:]

And I’ll take everything in this life (where you gon be when the trumpets blow? You know… leggo)

I’ll join everyone since I’m gonna die (let us not hesitate… revelations)

(I’m a die anyway)

I’ll take everything in this life (I can’t take the Bentley with me to heaven)

(Can’t take none of this money with me to heaven)

(I’ll I could is leave is leave my soul and leave these songs that you on, I hope ya’ll live on)

I’ll join everyone ’cause all men die

(Like Martin Luther King, Malcolm and all the great ones)

(I don’t need a halla bit)

(We all die, can’t escape it)

Mack Maine Ghetto Commandments

[Intro: T-Pain]

Whooo!

Yea yea

Hey

Whoo!

Forgive Me Father

Ha Ha

Dear Heavenly Father

Heey Trap

Trap Trap Trao Trap

Hey Hey Hey Hey

[Chorus: T-Pain]

Follow My Ghetto Commandments

You Gonna Really See The Way I Handle It

You Gonna Get The Fuck Down Or You Gonna Get Fucked up

It’s Kill Or Be Killed Get Fucked Or Get Fucked Up NIGGA!

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 And One More Time

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

Nigga First Of All I’m The First And Last (Last)

You Just The First To Fall (Fall) I’m The First To Blast (BLAH!)

You Wanna Curse Us All Then I’m a Have To Curse Your Ass

And Leave You In The Park Under A Bunch Of Dirt And Grass

I’m The Only Me (Me) But I’m The First Of Us (Us)

And You First Victim (Victim) Quenching My Thirst For Blood (Blah!)

Trust Me Nigga You Ain’t Wanna Go To Work With Us

I’m a Turn Your Hooks To Ashes And Your Verses To Dust (Dust)

Tell Me The Difference Between Love Anbd Lust (Lust)

Cause I Love To Love (Love)

But I’m In Love With Lust (Lust)

Walk Up To Your Bitch And Tell Her I Love To Cut

When Them Devils Come Up From The Cracks Of The Crack Of Her butt (Yeah)

Make Her Lay Down In The Back Of A Back Of A Truck (Yea)

When She Come Up Like A Squirrel She Just Asking For Nuts

24s On My Caddy I’m Just Asking For Put

So When You Come To My Trap You Just Asking For Us

[Chorus: T-Pain]

Follow My Ghetto Commandments

You Gonna Really See The Way I Handle It

You Gonna Get The Fuck Down Or You Gonna Get Fucked up

It’s Kill Or Be Killed Get Fucked Or Get Fucked Up NIGGA!

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 And One More Time

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

[Verse 2: Mack Maine]

They Said Thou Shall Not Talk Shall Not Speak

Thou Shall Bow In The Presence Of A G G

I Spray Mase In Bad Boys Eyes Leaving Shit All Puffy So Thou Shall Not See

Thou Shall Never Smile Thou Shall Never Show Intete

I Paint Thou Art Thou Shall Repeat

Thou Shall Not (Thall Shall) Bitch I Said Don’t Talk Shoot You In Your Ass And Stab Your Feet

Now How You Gonna Walk? I’m Sick In The Head

I Piss In The Bed I Hop Out The Ocean And Leave Fishermen Red

So Much Blood On The Set Cops Hollaring Out Soowoo

Bitch I’m From The Wall And Shit Know I Know That Dude Too

I Pop And Blast And Tupac There Hit Em Up

Child Down Spit Him Up

Black Bag Get ’em Up

Call Up The Chef Now We Having Sinners For Dinner

No Wallace In The Woods So I Ain’t Talking Bout Twitter

So I Say

[Chorus: T-Pain]

Follow My Ghetto Commandments

You Gonna Really See The Way I Handle It

You Gonna Get The Fuck Down Or You Gonna Get Fucked up

It’s Kill Or Be Killed Get Fucked Or Get Fucked Up NIGGA!

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 And One More Time

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

The Run Around The Wrap Aound

You Talk And Walk Me I’m Shackled Down

You See Me And The Pigs We Don’t Fuck Around

That Snitching In The Hood Let Me Break That Down

They Do Thiers We Do Ours Understand Me?

I’m Blowed Up Dripping With My Family

And We Don’t Give A Fuck About The POs The COs

Cause we Know That We Goes Then We Goes

We Do Time Then Parole

Now I’m Back On The Block Getting Nothing And Shit

Stocking A Block Cold Cocking It

Back In The Line Fort Rocking it

And You Know I’m Cold Rocking it

Show Box Full Of Money With A Sock In It

And We Celebrate In The Ghetto By Poppin It

No Champagne And Crystal

Machine Gun And Pistol

Blah!

Hood Shit Like That Game Over

See In My Hood We Crypt For Death

So Follow Me Follow Me Follow Me Follow Me On Some Gangster Shit Ya Bitch!

[Chorus: T-Pain]

Follow My Ghetto Commandments

You Gonna Really See The Way I Handle It

You Gonna Get The Fuck Down Or You Gonna Get Fucked up

It’s Kill Or Be Killed Get Fucked Or Get Fucked Up NIGGA!

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 And One More Time

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

Follow My… Ghetto Commandments

[Outro]