Bang or Ball

Mack 10 lyrics

Mack 10 lyrics

"Dog About It Lyrics"

She Bop Lyrics
We-hell-I see them every night in tight blue jeans-- In the pages of a blue boy magazine Hey I've been thinking of a new sensation I'm picking up--good vibration-- Oop--she bop-- D


[B.G.]
Look here my nigga; it's for your own motherfuckin' good
You wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods
If you a stranger caught anywhere in my hood
How you get left, the only thing people can say is "Ughh"
I been know for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin' baller blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack 10-sion
An told me to meet him at LA X and its 'bout som
Waiting On God Lyrics
(*talking*) K, we ain't got one reason for everything, you know I'm saying This right here, is for all my survivors, all of em you know I'm saying Grow to the way, you know I'm saying All our soldier
e business
I flauge in, he tellin' me some busta trippin'
Please let your lil' dog pay this cat a visit
Fuck wit the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make sure his days livin', cut to a minimum
I speak this shit 'cause I mean it my nigga
I creep and where I catch ya, is where I leave ya my nigga
A lot of niggas don't walk it, and talk about it
But this nigga B.G. gon' be dog about it

[Chorus B.G.]
Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
We a dog nigga, we walks that walk and talk that talk nigga

Now when we come, we come, and dog we ain't playin'
It's bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
I'm a dog nigga, and I'ma walk that walk and talk that talk nigga

[Mack 10]
Nigga I'm 'bout Sherm' smokin' and trigga chokin'
And leave m
FOREVER FAITHFUL Lyrics
Memories of the love we had are still a part of me I pushed your love away and knew that one day I would yearn for your return CHORUS: Forever Faithful, yes I am I
y enemies dead and their fuckin' blood soakin'
Don't doubt it, it's C.M.R so I shout it
Like navigation, I map it out, route it then be a dog about
I lay low, jack you for every dollar and paceo
That's all Hoo-Bang did, homies above, everything else I love
Say B.G. you need a hundred stack from Mack
You'll need 20 jugs of water plus a whole gang of crack
But firsts things first, find him, hit' em wit the tool-acapo