You Don T Want None lyrics translation: MACK 10 You Don T Want None song texte and letras MACK 10 You Don T Want None tab, paroles and testo MACK 10 You Don T Want None Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
Damn Dawg, sure look you ballin
I hit licks nigga
Yeah homey, with that one-oh piece hangin around yo` neck
Whassup?
I hit licks nigga
Eighteen carat on the wrist, double digit style
what`s happenin witchu man?
I hit licks nigga
Pushin ?rar-ies?
I told you dog, I hit licks nigga
[Mack 10]
I Inglewood swing like a king, cause my pockets is the fattest
The young presidential nigga with the platinum status
Maniac Mack 10, and I`m callin all hogs
Now who wanna test the Chickenhawk and the Dawgs?
With the fo`-fo` knockin noodles leavin niggaz like top ramen
And Dawg I`m dumpin everytime you`re even thinkin about bombin
This a jack move blood, hit the deck and that`s real
You need to give up your goods or get your punk ass killed
[Road Dawgs]
In this life I`m takin chances servin, slidin plastic
got bitches walkin out of banks with cash advances
I came up watchin true ballers; no one can school us
I`ve seen fools go from mule-rs to U-Haul-ers
Stay strapped for the get back; plus I use it
to jack hustlers and kidnappers *woman screaming*
Every since my Dawg died, I put mo` licks in the mix
Another motherfucker hog tied
in the trunk of the Continental (how you do dat)
Trix are for kids, when I`m finished check his dental (check it)
Step up to spit slugs on him, fool stole from me
I had to plug on him (we know his whereabouts)
No more hesitatin, no more debatin no more waitin
We gotta take him, shake him for his Dayton`s
Empty the clip and desecrate him, verbatim
(Kill that nigga yo) You hatin, we gotta fade em