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Lyrics for Foe Life by Mack 10:
| | | Artist: | Mack 10 |
| | Album: | Mack 10 | | Track: | Foe Life | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 239 | | | | Lyrics: | Verse 1
Mack 10 nutty as they come
leave 'em face down
and numb from
the waist down
It's a Sunday a gun day
rollin' down a one way
in my 'lac
front and back
over train tracks
On yak and herb nigga swerve
it get's on my
nerves
banked my Danas on the curb
In the gutta lane
I'm butta man
Foot to the flo'
what you want from the sto'
I'm broke as a muthafucka nigga buy my
single
comin' from Ingle (Foe Life) is my jingle
Seen yo' bitch at the sto' coulda
took her
but niggas start to handcuff they hoes like T.J. Hooker
Fool I'ma vet you
can bet
that I can dance underwater and not get wet
It's the nappy headed nigga that
can kill and rap
everybody run when I bust a cap
puttin' Inglewood up on the map
look at what I do when I pull my strap
Bust 2 rounds nigga about to clown
bitch hit the silent alarm it's goin' down
Chorus
Foe life foe life
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Khacki suit ski mask is my attire
with my luck cut my chucks on the barbed wire
Fool where ya keep the rims and tires
'fo yo' life expires I'm as nutty as Michael
Myers
Didn't think about the Rottweiler
a lot of stiches in the ass
blood in
the Impala
Sittin' in the County with a gold record
Ice Cube send me pictures of
bitches naked
caught with a contraband in my hand
Mack 10 take the stand
your Honor I'ma changed man
so please let me go so I can flow
Got a show had to ask
my P.O. can I go
and if he say no I'ma have to say
bitch get out the car slow
and leave ya fuckin' dough
'cause a nigga gotta eat fuck the world
let the
bullets hurl and feed my baby girl
Chorus
Verse 3
Call 911 there's a son of a bitch on the roof
yarned up in his birthday suit
(Mack
10 to the rescue)
my momma wanna know why I do what I do
'cause I'm superman
superbad supermad superfly
fool you can die
There's gonna be a lot of cars with they
lights on
and I'm at home sewing stripes on
Cause I'm the General and you's a
stowaway
'bout to buck you down with this throw away
with no serial number it's the
summer
where niggas die
It's hotter than July
You better stay low fo' you
get a halo
plus wings and a gown when I come around
So take 10 paces
and try
to guess the color of my shoelaces
Chorus with ad libs 'til end | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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