Hustla's Handbook
Mack 10 lyrics
Mack 10 lyrics
"You Don't Want None Lyrics"
Brutal Awakening Lyrics
As the sun goes up over broken dreams of Eden And she wakes up slowly from the chains that tied her mind She walks down past the bound that said forever down the road back home to the ones she left behind
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 th
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 b
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 dent
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
Chorus: Road Dawgs
You don't want none (Westsiders we riders)
Licks, it's all about stacks and stocks-acap
As the sun goes up over broken dreams of Eden And she wakes up slowly from the chains that tied her mind She walks down past the bound that said forever down the road back home to the ones she left behind
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 th
Lonesome Susie Lyrics
Lonesome Susie Never got the breaks She's always losing So she sits and cries and shakes It's so hard just to watch her And if I touch her, Oh poor Susie I'm wondrin' what
e platinum statusLonesome Susie Never got the breaks She's always losing So she sits and cries and shakes It's so hard just to watch her And if I touch her, Oh poor Susie I'm wondrin' what
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 b
On My Own Lyrics
on my own On my own Pretending he's beside me All alone I walk with him till morning Without him I feel his arms around me And when i loose my way I close my
tches walkin out of banks with cash advanceson my own On my own Pretending he's beside me All alone I walk with him till morning Without him I feel his arms around me And when i loose my way I close my
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 dent
Poison Planet Lyrics
Because you're old and rich You don't care about this earth Only about your filthy profits Poisoned Planet nuclear war It's not you're problem anymore The problems belong to your
l (check it)Because you're old and rich You don't care about this earth Only about your filthy profits Poisoned Planet nuclear war It's not you're problem anymore The problems belong to your
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
Chorus: Road Dawgs
You don't want none (Westsiders we riders)
Licks, it's all about stacks and stocks-acap