Mack 10 Work Lyrics

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CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Hate in Yo Eyes
  • 3 Let the Thugs in the Club
  • 4 So Serious
  • 5 Connected for Life
  • 6 Dominoes (skit)
  • 7 That Bitch Is Bad
  • 8 Do the Damn Thing
  • 9 King Pin Dream
  • 10 Work
  • 11 No Dick (skit)
  • 12 No Dick at All
  • 13 Mathematics
  • 14 Let It Be Known
  • 15 Announcement (skit)
  • 16 We Can Never Be Friends
  • 17 Dog About It
  • 18 Murder
  • [Talking]
    ***** want to hustle
    ***** want to sell dope where we grow up *****
    Ride with me and learn something *****
    If not - stay away my playground *****
    Yeah! - this **** right here is for real hustle *****s
    Real street *****s - y'all follow me
    Squared *****s - kick back and listen how is **** really go
    Uh!

    [Verse One]
    Cabbage work hoes goes spoke and pistols
    Last in getting away hearin whistles
    Scopin down map gestural back full of chips
    A hot *** scraps ski mask and two in the clips
    Scoop on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
    I pack use 'em draws homeboy - ***** 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 - and really do - be straight
    They pull up bread all the lookin flawless us a show dog
    Twenty bird and rally car like she a mother law
    Damn! - she'll need no duck the law
    ***** got us switch walkin with the work like ********** the law

    [Hook]
    That's the **** ***** 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 and hundred fo's

    [Verse Two]
    Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the *****
    And some load ki's me insider
    It's now and never - turn back why should we
    Let's turn this ***** upside down (how could we)
    First to be unnoticed - I don't trust that *****
    She fine - but she mixed with rat the lil snitch
    I don't feel right I know crass bustin bust pipe
    And the fed I had up on punk *** snitch all night
    Where we better do - is send that ***** to the ?
    Take the ki's to the rally car and get that ***** the cap
    She go be mad about it cause she getting cut out
    But just let it know her job is done (***** butt out)
    Why we here for? - (***** 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's the **** ***** 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 and hundred hoes

    [Verse Three]
    Now I'm 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' fifth G horse and spork the dope 'port
    Like a hell is seen hot for **** - I ain't trippin'
    Got folks in the bushes with the chop chop - so I ain't slippin'
    None of these out of town see's and Beems
    *****s playin 'em gueens street they never seen the pontrees
    Hobbed on the plane - I'm back on stinky greens
    And Inglewood floss and 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 and 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's the **** ***** 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 and hundred fo's

    [Mack 10 {talking}]
    And there you have it - that's how it go
    From top to bottom - half heart, half money *****
    Oh - don't get it ****ed up
    I still got money for my first trip out of town
    Haha!... you dig!

    Written by: Dedrick Du0027mon Rolison
    Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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