em out.. Battle Axe rocks the set. Son, Check it out! We don't stop rockin', neck poppin', We got the club hostage. Block on lock, shockin' topics, Can't stop
mack-10, it was just bats then U know, beat a nigga down, take his rope Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke And you can call me if you wanna bye
hat to the back, talkin' 'bout the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin, baby, I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher
can't hang, niggaz can't hang Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang.. [Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don't you come do it? [Notorious
' be your last night I'm workin' with this Mack 10, you workin' with a flashlight? I'm walkin' backwards, nobody moved, word to mother Tryin' not look 'cause I don't
s everywhere, it's just us illin (and it don't stop!) [cuban link] I got rubies on my uzi's and gems on my mack 10's Diamonds on my nines and golden
600 million ladies lined up Shoes with built-in air conditioner All 48 Mack trucks parked in position Credit cards by the pages You can't stop the helicopter
lyrics in metaphors All you rap cats thinkin you the shit My game's 10 years ahead of yours And I'm headed for the top Lyrics don't never stop So fuck
, you say I'm dickin' my consumer Suede Puma's as I walk down Florence With warrants that don't go to court in Torrance Tonight I'm buzzin', thought I wasn't Mack 10
bang Snitchin' on the gang Don't forget you get that Uncle Midi Get him for his chain Simply give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cling No name, no blame, Mack 10
T-Mix elimate tricks been to this get with this I really couldn't see that I don't give a dam who you be Supposed to be can't nobody step to the S-U-A
tech nine tactics, accurate but I'm checkin not staggerin put a magazine in the mack 10 with a way to stack men action, blidop, blidop, blidop, blidop from the mack 10
all this bullshit Watch a muthafucka full flip, when I pull it Can't wait til I see you, to bad I wouldn't wanna be you An ain't no doubt creep too,
wit a slurr Can't see shit but a blur Crank up that Chevy let her purr We all from the curve Bitch niggas runnin' up nerve I ain't gone let you die
don't trust vans and I hate black suburbans Crack that I'm servin', pure buck tour, nigga Uncut raw, nigga I don't fuck with bake I don't never get
a stack of hoes Matter a fact a nigga smackin' hoes Straight up mack them hoes If you a platinum hoe, You gotta keep workin' the bitch Don't stop and
got flip a dime for them rock stars, I'm the richest, infamous, and they can feel this, Commander of them soljas out the melph, lio, and nolia, You can't stop
Slang or brawl nigga Road dogs we can fade em all Busta we shot callin In the land of pause You paper haters wanna take shots But this shit don't stop