Vertaling: Journey. Mack 10's Die Naam.
you okay? He can't dance You dumb biitch But he's cute Why don't you suck his dick already? He left the club on another journey Listenin' to his
Side radio It's about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker But the funk just don't stop As we take y'all fat roly-poly asses on another journey
Since they cut my umbilical I knew it would be inevitable, that my case should go federal It's part of my journey, see it might concern me But who Cam
crow, no dumb birdy As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey It ain't no City of the Angels, brother Mack It's just people playin' get
fucks with me Come to the Penthouse if you want if you aren't true And journey through the mind of a G since he ain't you It ain't just the mack or
on life's journey from the point where I'm at Peace to everyone, I know and who I go way back With every pimp, every mack, every gang star, the Jack
I'm like the crow, no dumb birdy As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey It ain't no city of the angels, brother Mack It's just people
too late (We will survive look into our eyes can you see the flame) *YOGI B* I remember the times in the days of way back *C.LOCO* Young mack Mr
haystack, from outta earth this kid The tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's Pitt Jesse Owen the money from the weed Bubba Sparxxx They was journeys
lose, we got everything to lose Threw his ass in, he feel the fin of the barracuda I negotiate, "Mack is the shooter" You the nigga on the journey strapped
embark on life's journey from the point where I'm at Peace to everyone I know or who I go way back wit Every pimp every mack, every gangsta to jack Every
hey I got cha You want the realness, well I got cha I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters
that fucks with me Come to the Penthouse if you want if you aren't true and journey through the mind of a G since he ain't you It ain't just the mack
steppin, two steppin Two steppin, two steppin Since they cut my umbilical I knew it be inevitable That my case would go federal As part of my journey
Eternally thugz here i come tellin them souldier stories Been daily collectin my lessons, without any questions Without any questions, stressin no restin, we journey
It's about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker But the funk just don't stop As we take y'all fat roly-poly asses on another journey To the darkside