Mac 10 - Work lyrics

[Talking]
Nigga want to hustle
Nigga want to sell dope where we grow up nigga
Ride with me & learn smth nigga
If not - stay away my playground nigga
Yea! - this shit right here´s for real hustle niggas
Real street niggas - y´all follow me
Squared niggas - kick back & listen how is shit really go
Uh!

[Verse One]
Cabbage work hoes goes spoke & pistols
Last in getting away hearin whistles
Scopin down map gestural back full of chips
A hot ass scraps ski mask & two in the clips
Scoop on em motophone let em know it is on
I pack use em draws homeboy - nigga we goners
Beep on em Mexican though - we won´t work
No Baking Soda slides twenty on em for the dirt
Got em - strap on em my shell with ducktapes
See nervous - while the Greyhouse escpae across Interstate
Jumpin up in the friendly scotia down chicken weight
For the work show up - & really do - be straight
They pull up bread all the lookin flawless us a show dog
Twenty bird & rally car like she a mother law
Damn! - she will need no duck the law
Bitch got us switch walkin with the work like motherf*ck the law

[Hook]
That is the shit nigga ball fo´
How they dope that they wall fo´
Jumpin on ´ ´em hoes
They floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick - wishin y´all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin´ out
Whole crews anybody sayin we bust used
Go back - blast the gas about to shootin´ us
For cabbage work hoes & hundred fo´s

[Verse Two]
Now in the N & N.Y. talkin´ to why dies with the bitch
And some load ki´s me insider
It is now & never - turn back why should we
Let´s turn this bitch upside down (how could we)
1st to be unnoticed - I do not trust that bitch
She fine - but she mixed with rat the lil snitch
I do not feel right I know crass bustin bust pipe
And the fed I had up on punk ass snitch all night
Where we better do - is send that bitch to the ?
Take the ki´s to the rally car & get that bitch the cap
She go be mad about it cause she getting cut out
But just let it know her job is done (bitch butt out)
Why we here for? - (nigga we here paper chasin´)
Okay then - well let´s made this put reservatoins
Bust - train or even train station
If you got motophone we can start this operation

[Hook]
That is the shit nigga ball fo´
How they dope that they wall fo´
Jumpin on em hoes
They floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With funk kick wishin´ y´all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin´ out
Whole crews anybody sayin´ we bust used
Go back - blast the gas about to shootin´ us
For cabbage work hoes & hundred hoes

[Verse Three]
Now I am the KING OF ROCK - for my work
One time shoot the block I did my sack about the dirt
Like a dream team - both feams tryin´ around me like impressed
Takin´ 5th G horse & spork the dope ´port
Like a hell is seen hot for shit - I aint trippin´
Got folks in the bushes with the chop chop - so I aint slippin´
None of these out of town C´s & Beems
Niggas playin em gueens street they never seen the pontrees
Hobbed on the plane - I am back on stinky greens
And Inglewood floss & faded the whole scene
1-0 back Ol´ T - dope grindin´
Fresh gear, big wheels, jewels shinnin´
So I hit Shall Sunday - watchin´ with low-low´s hot
Me & my N.O. partners - on the strippin´ new drops
Bentleys, Warreys, Benzes, Hummers
With none full of fall for the next twenty Summers

[Hook]
That is the shit nigga ball fo´
How they dope that they wall fo´
Jumpin on em hoes
They floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick wishin´ y´all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin´ out
Whole crews anybody sayin´ we bust used
Go back - blast the gas about to shootin´ us
For cabbage work hoes & hundred fo´s

[Mack 10 {talking}]
And there you´ve it - that is how it go
From top to bottom - half heart, half money nigga
Oh - don´t get it f*cked up
I still got money for my 1st trip out of town
Haha!... you dig!

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