Hustla's Handbook
Mack 10 lyrics
Mack 10 lyrics
"You Delinquent Lyrics"
Qualquer Bobagem Lyrics
Chegue perto de mim N?o precisa falar Acenda o meu cigarro N?o queira me agradar Queira Queira N?o decida nem pense N?o negue nem se ofere?a N?o queira se guardar N?o queira se mostrar Queira Queira Escute esta can??o Ou qualquer bobagem Ou?a o cora??o, amor Escute esta can??o Ou qualquer bobagem Ou?a o cora??o Que mais, sei l
Chegue perto de mim N?o precisa falar Acenda o meu cigarro N?o queira me agradar Queira Queira N?o decida nem pense N?o negue nem se ofere?a N?o queira se guardar N?o queira se mostrar Queira Queira Escute esta can??o Ou qualquer bobagem Ou?a o cora??o, amor Escute esta can??o Ou qualquer bobagem Ou?a o cora??o Que mais, sei l
Voice: what the fuck?
Mack: Im tired of playin with yo ass nigga today you gone die.
Voice: aaaagh agh
[mack]
I went from inglewood to h-town tryin to put the hustle down
But I could already tell these bitch niggas wanna clown
Like Im the new jack of the city but I ride like nina roll
& I can see now one eighty seven got to be the penal code
Im fed up thats it thats all fuck that get it get it
& since he bullshitted & ran with it
A murder must be committed
Now the kidnap got to go down
In other words I got to steal him
Then put the pistol to his grill &
Cock the hammer back & kill him
[face]
We finna (get him) & once we (get him)
Gotta make a statement
He fucked the family
Man to respect em we gotta waste him
No hesitatin heat him up & leave him on the pavement
Then find his momma so she can help us find her baby
Nigga are you crazy?
[R. Kelly] [i need a girlfriend in backround] I usually don't do this but ahh ay yo yo dave mack you know we had to go and do a remix it just wouldn't be right baby B2K flip it [Omarion] Just copped a bently and its parked in my garage a 2 o clock appointment for my massage and everywhere they go they know just who we are there they go, its them ghetto superstars [R Kelly] The latest throwback are the ones on my feet so girl watch yourself i'm tryin ta keep em clean all of our hunnies go from black to jap
They fuck with face they
Dont let me catch you on the highway
Or in public places we dumpin on ya like that
Nigga you delinquent we on yo ass like that
Chorus
You delinquent muthafucka give up the pink slip
We got to kill who you drink with
We got to blast who you think with
A money murder
A money murder
We got to hurt ya
We got to hurt ya
[face]
Caught his ass slippin at a parkin lot
Red dot marks the spot
Im trippin on how hard he got
He got some bitches in the front seat smilin
When asked about the paper he owe he kept drivin
Paid us no mind & hit the corner in the 5.0
Dippin disrespected pimpin mack 10 trippin
Loadin up the stainless .44 grip &
The trigger off his finger finna start clickin
[mack]
Aww fuck<overlaps with>aint that a bitch
This nigga acti
All Original Lyrics
Krayzie/Flesh: Better not be so quick test us, [May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.] 'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now. Krayzie: Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No. I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. You di
like Im some type of suckaKrayzie/Flesh: Better not be so quick test us, [May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.] 'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now. Krayzie: Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No. I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. You di
Ill tell you what face you drive
When I blast this muthafucka
Done took my last weed crop money
So you know we through g
Dog I been around too many hogs
To let a punk nigga do me
I give a fuck what you claim
Where you from & who you know
Nigga touch my dough fa sho
Ya get a blow from the .44
So let his neck go brad
It aint no need to choke the nigga
Just close ya ears & get back homeboy
Im finna choke the trigga
<gunshot>
[face] <whispering> aiight there he go <gunshot>
There that bitch go <gunshot>
Come on come on letsgo <gunshot>
Heyniggaletsgoniggaletsgoniggaletsgo
Chorus
[mack]
If a rider need his heat cause its cold outside
We gets money worldwide & we stay down to ride
So I stuff the clip of the .45 cause I gotta survive
& the niggas tha
Still, You Turn Me On Lyrics
Do you want to be an angel, Do you want to be a star, Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet, Do you want to be my string? You could be anything. Do you want to be the lover of another Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon. Do you want to be the player, Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something, It just don't mean a thing. You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise by the dark glass on your eyes, though your
s jive they end up dead on the riseDo you want to be an angel, Do you want to be a star, Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet, Do you want to be my string? You could be anything. Do you want to be the lover of another Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon. Do you want to be the player, Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something, It just don't mean a thing. You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise by the dark glass on your eyes, though your
All pissy & shitty victims of the hoo bang committee
When mack & face get down its like a polinity
Straight rulers of the city hit the stick & now we bent
& blowin holes in what you think with
Of niggas thats delinquent
[face]
Hey so when a nigga shoot you nine man,
A nigga gon need to get that money, whatimsayin?
When a nigga shoot you half a bird,
A nigga gon need to get that money.
Nigga wadnt bullshittin when he fronted it to you.
So dont bullshit when it come to payin a muthafucka.
Aiight? you delinquent.
Can I get my muthafuckin ends nigga?
Chorus
We got to get you for that dollar bill (2x)
We got to get you for this dollar bill
We got to get yo ass dollar bill
A money murder
A money murder
We are going to hurt you nigga.
A money murder
A money murder (give it up)