Uh huh
Fuck y’all niggas
[Verse 1]
Craig Mack is a gentleman thug
That don’t mean that you can’t see a slug
Roll you up in a rug
All night take the grand concourse to take this by force
Hot sauce , Craig Mack is the boss
If theirs competition, y’all niggas lost
Grenade got tossed , blowin’ up shit
Mack World , nigga I ain’t owing y’all shit
I’m emancipated, that means I’m free nigga
Sell 100 CD’s that’s a G , nigga
Carry weapons incase this new world order
Think my life ain’t worth a quarter ?
I’m a dead man walking
Smooth nigga talking
Put you in a coffin
Keeping you alive for extortion
Pullin out techs if it’s drama
Kidnap your mama
Ship her off to Ghana
Fuck you , your honor
You can give me life
I'll spit rhymes out my cell bars at night
[Hook]
Fuck y’all niggas
That’s my word
Fuck y’all niggas
With this , that and the third
Fuck y’all niggas
That’s my word
Fuck y’all niggas
With this , that and the third
Fuck y’all niggas
That’s my word
Fuck y’all niggas
With this , that and the third
Fuck y’all niggas
That’s my word
Fuck y’all niggas
With this , that and the third
[Verse 2]
Mo'fuckas wanna see me dead in the ground
Think I don't know? Think it don't show?
Think my wrist don't glow?
Likе vegetables, playеr
Make yo chick do a sexual favor
I'm here to erupt the game
Pick up the fame
Release the beast
Unleash the chain
Red [?] , blood stains
Propone, with the big lighter
Pull out the [?]
New king of the east
What I do to the streets
It's like Tom Hanks when he landed on the beach
And there's no downfall, around yall
I'mma [?] , turn ya ass to spaghetti
Bullet proof coupe, teflon suit
Niggas already know I got loot
You won't be able to recoup
From my style and killing
I'm tough like the world trade buildings
Yall niggas get ready, thats my word
Fuck y’all niggas
With this , that and the third
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Mr. Mack is a nuclear bomb
About to detonate
Heavy Weight
[?] the great
Every state is like a big piece of steak
And there's a lot of niggas over the plate
So it's time to eliminate
See who's stayin' and who leaving
See who die and who breathing
This is Guerrilla warfare
Electric chair, anydays
Set the whole world on flames
The whole shift is bout to change
So I'm getting armored up
Black duct tape with the knives sharpened up
2 desert eagles with the barrles carved up
1 [?] niggas keep you charged up
You niggas don't stand a chance, I'm warmin' up
It's back to selling crack in the houses, boarded up
[?] at the garden, nigga throw it up
Thank God for Craig Mack
Y'all should all toast a cup
I love these streets but I'm tired fammo'
When i blaze y'all niggas , It's with ammo
[Hook]
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