Mack 10 Lyrics

W S hell ya Life of a street nigga We got the comrads Either make it or take it (chorus) Bang or ball bang or ball We dont know shit else Just bang or ball Bang or ball bang or ball Westside niggas an we odin it all Connect gang memebers Or should I say bloods an crips Blowin weed ???? Cus we aint trippin off chips Everybody on they feet Now we the most hated bye the haters Studio parkin lot fulla Benzos an navigators Man the streets are freezin Keep that heat near you Rollin classic chevroletes With bandannas on the rearview Now when it come to grindin Man Im as good as they come I got the peruvian bombay That leave your body numb Now when I bang I slang An my hooks was still wikkid But somehow I kept comin up Just shy of a ticket Now Im doin the most As a matter of fact Im doin it all Cus connect gang bangin mean uhh Macks gonna ball Representitive from the pacific With ????? Them dumpin pumpin motherfuckers Up with this WS its on tonight Yea G love know where the bomb at Die hard like the comrads Take a hit or catch a contact Believe the road dog When ya see the millameta heata cocked Shes too clean to bend the corna on the ??? block I bring the funk Like that Gap Band I hit em up Mashin an blastin shotguns with the fat man Load the tech up Strap ya best up Connect gang The insane west gang Bout to get they crest up Shit I represent the killas Them niggas that bang slang And test they three wheelers Everytime I turn the dial Its like aint no love for the real nigga Dyslexic rappin styles Bang ball or be seated We threw out the WS and we remain undefeated (chorus) Yea line em up an buck em down with the tramp 8 Its for the whole cake Im bout it dont you hesitate Yea the grinda Englewood's most notorius fool When Im dumpin the crew Dont get to fuckin with love An fool youll be layin in killa king Body full of tubes An thats just a warnin before im swarmin ???? always first at bombin Fool we tryin to Do thangs Who bang with connect gang Bang or ball 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 dont stop You bout to get got Englewood we all about them ends Got niggas throwin up the W from New Jersey to New Orleans Its the B I C an K Y why ask why Niggas do or die From the eyes Know a who ride Gats we packin em Chips we stackin em Hits we pickin em Bitches we stickin em On a regular Hit up my gang on a cellular Cant no body fuck with WS Im tellin ya Blocks get heated My homies nine he squeezed it Niggas talkin shit Guess well just repeat it (chorus) Yea I couse pain Cook cocaine an smoke weed Gang affileated an fuck the police My street mentality Is to live lavishly Defy gravity I cant see a nigga havin me On 4th an 2 im the nigga ya give it to Hard core stoned cold Under pressure I wont fold Sendin love to my niggas With they life on hold I controle my own destiny These niggas wont get the best of me Mr. K Mack an W S goin down in history Aint no mystery No body do it betta for the chedda No more demos Its all about the lacs an the limos An all you hoes wanna bore these criminals Bout to slay em out the pocket Watch it, got to calmly load it Cock it, pop it, shot it, head exploded And he owed it The murder he wrote it Never panned out Devoted is quoted you know this Check ya man out With his hand out In the converse an dickies Rollin v-12's an 850's Then with the 60's Fly like a frisbee, times Different color lines Since im down with mack dime We cant die Westside for a ??? or better Kill whoever down with whatever For the creamy chedder Lets make it better An worst doller Get back to back an scrap up Some niggas with our shirts on An work yall (chorus) X2 An there you have it westside connect gang members Who bangin affiliets what ever you want to call em You know what im sayin an all we do is bang or ball Nigga thats it thats all what else is ther to do WESTSIHIHIHIDE for life