Testi:
Mack 10 From The Streets

suited, what you thought? Chorus: mack 10 From the streets, from the streets, from the streets Tell em where I'm from! From the streets I represent where I'm from

'm stressin' keep a vest for protection from the barrel of the Smith & Wesson and all my niggas in the pen' here we go again Ain't nothing seperating us from a mack 10

than Godzilla's back nigga You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked And got a mack 10

Mi Nuh Buy Crash Van Mi That Haffi Crash From. Boom Up Like Gas Pan Dump Inna De Trash Can, Head Blood Splash From When Gunshot Dash From Size Ten, Mack 10

your cap if your eyes is lookin shiftee In this game of rappin your ass will never win and let you play b-b rickers wit Quik, Suge and Mack 10 who need

blocks Live niggaz, type to spend 10 on a watch Face lift it Hit it straight nuttin' to taste wit it Fuck shots Cop bottles, whole case wit it Street

t be caught I can't be found, it's all on you I stop ya heart from beatin, down to the dirty-do I leave a nigga flesh hangin from his chest 'Cause the

and Regals, Desert Eagles in our laps Not to stash, we on the map for bustin' on Crabs (WOOP WOOP) Red flags, khakis saggin' lower than before That nigga ?from? 10

don't need that ice shit Head from half dikers, jollies of all sizes No prize for second place, while I'm the hypest Haters came to cypher, mack 10's,