salt Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these motherfuckers
I'm goin out of control Look in my face as my eyeballs roll Back in my head and the mic glows red Step in my face and you'll wind up dead Yo, thanks,
And "don't let it go to your head," now N.o.r.e., I'm still good in the bed now And we can break up, move on and don't make up The last kiss
ass attack shit Ready to back that, now who rollin'? Bone Krayzie up in this muthafucka Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka until somebody dead And
up on another's All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took Born and brought up as
and calm streets (do it a) Dreamin' of Cadillacs, wood wheels and plush seats (let's do it again) Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats (do it a) Macks
I feel that I'm a dead man walkin' wake up and cold sweats, and see myself in a coffin my life is hunted, I'm confused and fond if my blood stop pourin
fuck who with em I want em all dead let the mack eleven conversate with his forhead i wanna see your thoughs splattas bitch i put this uzi in ya mouth and
and jacking is how They get paid, pull out a gat and break your ass down Nigga show no fear, but you scared as hell And your partner riding which he'
brown thang To Shorty B and Short, we goin' international Fuck the local fashion show, niggas can't be broke Mhisani for the money fuck a bitch until she dizzy And me and
comin through in a nigga trunk is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that
on the click, pull out the Mack and fuck 'em all [Hook - 4x] [Z-Ro] These niggaz ain't real, they just act like they got nuts 24 murderer pull up and
' the words Yo, I carry mack, mack, mack All dressed in black, black, black I keep it gutter, gutter, gutter On a Neptune track, track, track Yo, I carry mack, mack, mack
of the fam, and nasty pics of Shawnna If you ever have to leave, I got your mother and your daughter Born in this way of livin' and our youth are stuck
have two necessities Charlie Mack and our limo He's feared by suckers yet he's loved by kids Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is He
's too real, now see shit too clear See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt, what else is it dawg? The velvet and the silk, and makin' sure
tryin' to make the news, niggaz confused Quit tryin' to be an O.G. and pay your dues If you choose to apply yourself, go with the grain And come the riches and the bitches and
, and Counts And everybody with clown love even sets I never heard of Roll into town and out with the big top Four cards down, and two more still to