Текст песни Spice 1 f Mack 10 - Fetty Chico and The Mack
Spice 1 f Mack 10 - Fetty Chico and The Mack слова песни
Intro: Mack 10BLaaaow Blam 187Straight murder display from LA to the BayWestside, My nigga Spice 1 aka Fetty ChicoAnd I`ll be Mack 10 aka Mack MansonWhat up SpiceSpice 1:We serving chickens you damn sure can`t get at Roscoe`sIf you don`t want to see no murder then keep your eyes closedNigga shake the dice up, roll `em if it`s one or tenThey won`t be able to put your ass together againLeave you in Reece`s Pieces, rolling in white cornicesKnocking out teethes, I know where we can get the blackheads cheapestFrom my homie down the street on the blockHe copping everything from Desert Eagles down to them mini-GlocksIf niggas fuck off the money we raise the murder statsMe and my nigga Mack 10 committing terrorist actsYou see us bailing don`t mumble under your breathHave the heart to say fuck you so I can put five in your chest niggaDon`t be no punk, I put my Uzi where my mouth is Yay under couches running out of crack housesWe down and dirty for the birdy thirty-five a sackNigga give up the stack it`s Fetty Chico and The MackChorus:Fetty Chico and The Mack(Murder Murder) Ma-A-Mack 10 shooter, kill a man looterFetty Chico And The Mack(Murder Murder) Open up your mouth, Say Ahh, getready for theBlaaoowFetty Chico and The Mack(Murder Murder) Ma-A-Mack 10 shooter, kill a man looterFetty Chico And The Mack(Murder Murder) Open up your mouth, Say Ahh, getready for theBlaaoowMack 10:I`m in a murderous mindstateI`m on so much dope and coke I can`t even do my line straightI smoke that ??? that shit put me in a trance And since my last LP they start calling me Mack MansonNow when I come around punks know they`re gone??? my pistol around and fall straight into a comaSo take if you want it that`s my number one mottoHitting licks like the lotto, with a four-five bottleAnd assault rifles like Rambo full of ammoDump a nigga in his chest and watch him bleed through his flesh???...... chicken hawkingYou kill a nigga, you kill his bitch so she can`t talkSo I smoked the bitch and made it simpleI put one in her temple and got horny as a nymphoSo with a hard dick and guns, a bad bitch diesI take my two fingers and then I slowly close her eyesChorusCapping him in his b-brain, with the m-mack t-tenthat`s my p-partner we d-d-doing him inL-l-leave him in the t-trunk `til his c-crazy kid kicks one in the ch-chamber offthe s-safetyI g-got `em g-got `em four extra c-clipsInfra-red b-beam h-hollow tipsD-dirty l-licks m-midnightM-Mack W-One O and l-laser sights R-rollin b-blunts smoking to the doobieIn my h-hooptie with my uzi t-talking to meTelling me thought another lick we can go pull offHe told me keep your mask on don`t take your hood offSo me bail into Burger King and me pistol whip the guardEverybody up on the floor nobody try to make it hardAnother guard was hiding he jumped out and bust at meSo I let him count the bullets in my C-L-I-PMe hear them sirens ringing and me take off with the stackBailing without the stretch it`s Fetty Chico and The Mack187-187-187-187-BlaaaowChorus(Murder Murder)Murder murder and Kill Kill KillWorld Wide WestSide