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Wanted Dead Lyrics - Mack 10 - Mack 10

On a high speed chase they recognize my plates 

Wanted for a 187 in three states 

Got my glock cock, mind is ill mental 

Blastin' at one time through my back window, shit 

Sick individual, murder was my ritual 

Mashin' in a hard top four, all original 

Bout a dozen of cops all behind me 

Mad as fuck cause ice cube is my crimey 

Like a missile launch led from my pistol 

Jumpin' hills like the streets of san francisco 

Hard tryin' to stump him, reload my dumper 

Hit the ground, lost my hubcaps and my back bumper 

A hundred and ten, westbound on the freeway 

Bo guardin' traffic cause I do shit the g way 

Hard to survive, lit up a 45 

No alive instead mack 10 wanted dead 

 

And it's on, stick to the fire, loop get me high 

Drop the four in low, as I smoke the back tires 

Peddle to the floor in a bucket low low 

One time trailin', hittin' corners, fish tailin' 

I continue to cap as the gap starts to pull again 

Mashin' through fullerton, a all points bulletin 

Wigs get pilled, nigga, runnin' from the kill 

Bugs flyin' into my grill and windshield 

Never see trial, say fck tryin' to stretch me 

Mack 10 a fuckin' dead man if they catch me 

Stompin' through red lights, no headlights on my vehicle 

5150 is my penal code 

I empty the clips when I carry'em, aimin' to bury'em 

Nigga fresh out the sanitarium 

Lapd tryin' to blow off my beanie 

Want the whole world to see me 

Put my face on tv, for real 

 

Fuck this shit, if they catch me i'ma goner 

Runnin' for my life, I continue to hit corners 

With my heat, 50 rounds deep 

Nigga, goin' down, holdin' trial in the street, fuck it 

If it's on like that 

It's about who's nuts is fat 

And who's straightest with they gat, for real 

That's how it be, livin' like a g 

It's better them than me facin' strike number three 

Heel no, I can't fuck with the lock down 

Mack 10'll grab the mack 10 

And set the glock down and I'm runnin' 

Freeze was my order, cappin' at they ass 

As I hit the border and I'm gone 

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