g’s and macks lyrics – c-murder

chorus: x2
this is here for the g’s and mack’s
real n*gg*s ride burbans and lac’s
you see this sh*t here for the g’s and mack’s
ain’t trippin on a b*tch cause a b*tch get smacked

now when i come to a club n*gg* i got to be clean
all the real ganstas know what i mean
a man ain’t sh*t if his gear ain’t tight
i mack a ho and sip on hen all night
you go respect me b*tch for the t*tle i hold
my pinky ring, 50 g’s pink diamonds ya know
real g’s roll with thugs that a make you bleed
you got a problem talk to the n*gg*s i feed
i’ll mack ya momma if the p*ssy was cool
g strings up the *ss she be actin a fool
tattoo of a teardrop under my eye,
i walk with a limp cause i got shot in the thigh
but that p*ssy *ss n*gg* ain’t here no mo’
i got a repataion for eliminating a ho’
i erase n*gg*s fool, so they don’t come back
game reconize game with the g’s and mack’s

chorus x2

(silkk the shocker)
now game reconize game i’m all about making some cheese!
i? in them ho’s face i shake them ho’s like keys!
n*gg* p*ssy come last i’m usually about clockin some dough!
she say she got a old man, that ain’t never stop me before!
you can tell n*gg*, we some g’s and mack’s because g’s and mack’s
usually ride d’s and lac’s
and if i get dollar bills you thank i’ll have cheese to stack
and if i give a trick something usually i’ll ease it back
now you see it don’t stop n*gg* on these switches i hit
off the top, n*gg*s go jock, watch how many b*tches i get
mister paperchaser, mr. egg head splitter
mr. ride everythang from new york to the motherf*cking bay n*gg*
if the tank on it, or my name on it, go get it the second that it drops
? bought a lexus fresh up off the lot
i got’s to get it, by any means, i need the mother f*cking presdients
n*gg* p, my wintness, i make my bussiness, i gotta repre-f*ckin-sent
n*gg* 3 tone gators, when it’s time to jump?
make them ho’s go crazy, wanna have my baby,
tattoo my name on they chest and they thighs,
so ease back, if you ain’t asking me, and freeze back,
and p*ss the weed back to g’s and mack’s

chorus x3

(souljah slim)
all g’s stack g’s, that need to be made, it’s called surival
watch ya *ss, duck and fade, keep a infra-red dot, all glocks stay c*cked
anybody run up gettin shot, we got proper cards to pop, i’m independent
so i’m on a independent label, i might do some with my people
probaly get a skyscr*per
stay out my bussiness anyway, about? pistol play
so motherf*ck you and mother f*ck what a n*gg* say, i live this way
because i don’t give a lovely f*ck!
one time i macked on this ho in klc truck,
i just come home from jail n*gg*s got me livin swell
signed a contract with no limit now that n*gg* slim got mail
now who would you tell that n*gg* fake
he cl*ssified, mack on b*tches and get riches murdered out till i die
that’s my jacket, better check it
a lot of n*gg*s got left wetted
f*cking around with souljah slim,
n*gg*s respect it!

chorus till end

/ c murder lyrics