Mack 10 Here Comes the G Lyrics

Mack 10 Track Listing
  • 1 Mickey D's Lick (intro)
  • 2 Foe Life
  • 3 Wanted Dead
  • 4 On Them Thangs
  • 5 Pigeon Coup
  • 6 Chicken Hawk
  • 7 Here Comes the G
  • 8 West Side Slaughterhouse
  • 9 Niggas Dog Scrapping
  • 10 Armed and Dangerous
  • 11 H-O-E-K
  • 12 10 Million Wayz
  • 13 Mozi-Wozi
  • 14 Mack 10's the Name

  • K-Dee talking:
    Hey hey hey baby check it out. I'm K-Dee, &
    that's my nigga Mack 10 over there. Now he gotta be cooler
    than the nigga thatyou sittin' with, so pump yo' brakes
    'cause here comes the G. Foe Liiife!!

    Uhh that's right uhh yeah ha ha ha ha
    what the fuck you smilin' at

    Verse 1
    It's that nigga west side swangin'
    heat I'm bringin' like I'm bangin'
    slangin' khakis hangin'
    took the script & I'm flippin' it
    got bustas straight trippin' it
    never thought Mack 10'll
    be the new nigga rippin' shit
    Real G style on a funky freestyle
    solo flo show with my bitch & my lo lo
    gettin' my floss on as I slide my locs on
    hit the corna' bitch hold on
    Danas is what I roll on
    So watch yo' step quiet it's kept on the leak
    I blast I don't stick the different nigga in the click
    as I kick rhymes niggas pick mines from the stack
    threw the roof on the sack then cut the 'lac front & back
    on all gold hundred spoke D's when I skiis
    nigga please wanna be G's don't wanna see these
    straight from killa Cali it's like the Valley of Death
    of who's left I'll be a G 'til my very last breath

    Alli alli all come free here comes the G <WC>
    Fresh as a new pack I'll be doper than my cavi sack
    Alli alli all come free here comes the G <WC>
    Checkin' loot like it's crazy in painter pants & Stacys

    Verse 2
    Now as I roll through the turf with that true G pride
    feeling high as I ride from the west to the eastside
    On them switches went from rags to riches
    all snitches must die I can't lie
    I like them hoochie bitches
    though I know that a hoe is a gamble
    scandle hard to handle them dookey braids & sandals
    That's how I like it hike it touchdown then spike it
    then pipe it so tough they can't gripe it
    So if it's on from uh dusk 'til dawn
    keep it crackin' stay packin' as long as niggas jackin'
    Mackin' like Goldie bumpin' nothin' but oldies
    reminiscin' tilt the 40's when I vibe the dead homies.

    Yeah I wanna say what's up to all my deceased homeboys
    from the west & eastside didn't make it to see this rap.
    Oh yeah it's still Mack 10 foe life puttin' it down like this here.


    Verse 3
    Down for the dirt I sport khakis and a white t-shirt
    slangin' work got the big birdies that don't chirp
    I came up from a crawler now my stack is taller
    big baller shot caller movin' shit like a U-Hauler
    So now it's on like that & I'm rollin'
    controllin' the 'hood guns about a boat swollen
    back arms tatted (Inglewood) so tweed can get gatted
    cavi water weed or speed what you need 'cause I have it
    So come through run through & uhh smell the vapors
    won't be no set trip if it's all about paper
    Down with the Lench Mob I can't go wrong
    well known & it's on bankin corners in my Brougham


    Mack 10, westside, foe life, and we out

    Written by: Dedrick Rollison, Karen Evans, Patrice Rushen
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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