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Жанры : west coast gangsta rap compton brian littrell howie dorough

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[MAC-11]
I come to put it down
Rob, kill and destroy
Fuckin` your baby momma, your record label and your dead homeboy
You got me fucked up
I break you down like a bomb sack
Split your shit
Roll you up, put some hit to that
Jump that ass like asses
Fool you gets no passes
I can see clearly now
And ain`t leaving wearing glasses
I`m from the East Side, where we ride
Niggas die - we stay high
Fuck a drive-by
I`m in your house with your family tied
Honey I`m home so is this chrome and I kill her
Swellin` like your bitch in a Sherm stick
Nigga what did you do to her?
I ???? cause she was ???? don`t ????
Relax, bucks, she hard ???? want me ??
I need the kids to your bomb
I`m sendin` the ho` to the tracks
Ain`t send your kids to a fuss the home death come quick
To a mark that they don`t know
But if you leave a foul as you I take it personal

Do you pay the plate?
Now tell me how d`you parlay?
Do you down `gnac?
Or swallow Tanqueray straight?
Do you love to kick it?
Do you hating any fashion?
If you fit the ????
You be the nigga I be smashin`...

[MAC-11]
What`s your name baby?
And where you stay at?
Where your man locked up?
You shouldn`t have never told me that
I know you`re cravin` for some balls and your jaws get it on
Don`t pause down my dick, it`s gettin` tall
Don`t fall, turn around
Jack that ass up in the bed, uh
Bitch I`m young bleek and strong and just drunk a fifth of `gnac
I ain`t thinkin` overcomin` `em I`m trying to break some`
And bein` the nigga I am
Mack double 1, bitch, I`m takin some of that foully dust
Let me take and watch ooh your man got bombed here
I snatch the shit up tha closet
Put some ends in my pockets, bitch I`m strugglin`
On parole but she don`t know or won`t know
Cause I`m hustlin`
Pays me if you knew me I know she wanna fuck
I ain`t one about to trippin`, I got the bitch ???
The pussy tight
The next time you ride tell him I said it`s all right
Stay out the jail finna I`m ??? to you personal

(Chorus)

[MAC-11]
I`m just as dirty as they come
M-A-C double one
Mac-11 ain`t no telling when it`s 7 to get they yellin`
You gon` stop to listen
I can`t afford to be missin`
No strikes is hazardous to my killing
I ain`t tryin` to see prison
You must be blind to the fact that I`m your baby pops
Don`t make me act a
Muthafuckin` fool
When I walk in your spot
I got a rough ride style
Been gone for a while
But when he see me he smile
My lil` voice run ???
And you don`t want to see me the same grown what`s up with that?
You was the reason why I laugh, did you tell him that?
I know you raised him on your own when I was locked down
But I was hustlin` to take care of you when I got shut down
Sure like that I take it personal
And you wanna trip
He got to care mom
But I`m his daddy, fuck that bullshit
And ain`t got to fuck with you to take care of mine
You can`t keep him ??? or let me with him in the summertime
If you run up
And take my boy away
I`m takin` it personal bitch
And this is what I gotta say

(Chorus)

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