Tonart: Db major•
Verse 1
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(I'm gonna get you high
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today)
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Relax facin' facin' mind
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bogglin' hallucinations
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Easy does it til the skull get your lungs full
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Take a deep ??? sit
back 'cause Mack
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got that bu yow shit that
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get'cha higher than wick whack
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Is hard as stone alone it's always on
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Never home grown totin 'cause the
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streets made me potent
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Down since '84 now live for '95
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Got it swingin' while some niggas
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bangin' I'm dope slangin'
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for my everyday expenses,
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know the consequences
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The bigger the sack,
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the bigger the sentence
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No time for repentance, put it down
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count the stripes that I tally
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Runnin' backstreets and alleys
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through Inglewood, Cali
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So back the fuck up, don't
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Never slip from the hit
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Triple- six in the clip when I trip
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never dare to have quams
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with that nigga Mack 10 full of
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ghetto ass bombs
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Take a hit
Verse 2
you feel it nigga?
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Nothin' can save ya
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Roll ya papers and take a heel
Verse 3
on my shit
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Get'cha high like a rocket,
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Mean like the green,
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bomb like the chocolate
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Thai, I Mack 1- 0, gunho
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Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new voodoo
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Cast a killer, cap peeler,
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Tragic when you catch it,
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runnin from my magic
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TAADOW! New Jackin' got it
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crackin' like Nino's
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Stackin' like casinos,
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bomb like the primos
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Make your crack dough black,
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Always beamed up like Scotty,
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redrum, slug like a Dodger
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Nothin' bomber than this
Westside ghetto ganga
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Hundred proof pure
dopeness and it seems
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too much for a triple beam
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Fiend for the microphone, one pop ya drop
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And it don't stop, I can't stop
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Mack 10 and it won't stop
So take a hit (I'm gonna get
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Shit! (I'm gonna
Interlude 1
Shit!
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Verse 4
one- hitter quitter
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shit so take a whiff
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Need a torch to light my
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spliff, work the late night shift
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Get my drift? Had it sewed up
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ever since I showed up
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Cookin' up boulders,
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got a crew fulla soldiers
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's, claimin' see's, everybody Gs
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Went from laces to Deez, from
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What you need guaranteed to whip
and leave ya trippin'
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like your sane, I sippin',
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Make you tweak, lose sleep,
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I creep like a phantom
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Ran em then I win em, all
up in em like venom
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Got the lotions, slow motion,
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hit the magic potion
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Don't panic, satanic, devotions,
convulsions
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Wipe your whole crew out,
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Hides behind a stockin' while the
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bomb's tick- tockin'
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Keep rockin' and it don't quit,
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it's Mack 10 the shit
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So press your luck but'cha know you
Take a hit
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[Chorus: x2]
Outro 1
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