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Mack 10

Genres: Hip-Hop

Westside Foe Life Lyrics - Mack 10

Verse 1 

 

Mack 10 nutty as they come 

leave 'em face down 

and numb from the waist down 

It's a Sunday a gun day 

rollin' down a one way 

in my 'lac front and back 

over train tracks 

On yak and herb nigga swerve 

it get's on my nerves 

banked my Danas on the curb 

In the gutta lane 

I'm butta man 

Foot to the flo' 

what you want from the sto' 

I'm broke as a muthafucka nigga buy my single 

comin' from Ingle (Foe Life) is my jingle 

Seen yo' bitch at the sto' coulda took her 

but niggas start to handcuff they hoes like T.J. Hooker 

Fool I'ma vet you can bet 

that I can dance underwater and not get wet 

It's the nappy headed nigga that can kill and rap 

everybody run when I bust a cap 

puttin' Inglewood up on the map 

look at what I do when I pull my strap 

Bust 2 rounds nigga about to clown 

bitch hit the silent alarm it's goin' down 

 

Chorus 

 

Foe life foe life 

Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes 

(Repeat) 

 

Verse 2 

 

Khacki suit ski mask is my attire 

with my luck cut my chucks on the barbed wire 

Fool where ya keep the rims and tires 

'fo yo' life expires I'm as nutty as Michael Myers 

Didn't think about the Rottweiler 

a lot of stiches in the ass 

blood in the Impala 

Sittin' in the County with a gold record 

Ice Cube send me pictures of bitches naked 

caught with a contraband in my hand 

Mack 10 take the stand 

your Honor I'ma changed man 

so please let me go so I can flow 

Got a show had to ask my P.O. can I go 

and if he say no I'ma have to say 

bitch get out the car slow 

and leave ya fuckin' dough 

'cause a nigga gotta eat fuck the world 

let the bullets hurl and feed my baby girl 

 

Chorus 

 

Verse 3 

 

Call 911 there's a son of a bitch on the roof 

yarned up in his birthday suit 

(Mack 10 to the rescue) 

my momma want to know why I do what I do 

'cause I'm superman superbad supermad superfly 

fool you can die 

There's gonna be a lot of cars with they lights on 

and I'm at home sewing stripes on 

Cause I'm the General and you's a stowaway 

'bout to buck you down with this throw away 

with no serial number it's the summer 

where niggas die 

It's hotter than July 

You better stay low fo' you get a halo 

plus wings and a gown when I come around 

So take 10 paces 

and try to guess the color of my shoelaces 

 

Chorus with ad libs 'til end 

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