Fetty Chico and The Mack

Intro: Mack 10

BLaaaow Blam 187

Straight murder display from

LA to the

Bay Westside,

My nigga Spice 1 aka

Fetty Chico

And I'll be

Mack 10 aka

Mack Manson

What up Spice

Spice 1: We serving chickens you damn sure can't get at

Roscoe's If you don't want to see no murder then keep your eyes closed

Nigga shake the dice up, roll 'em if it's one or ten

They won't be able to put your ass together again

Leave you in

Reece's Pieces, rolling in white cornices

Knocking out teethes,

I know where we can get the blackheads cheapest

From my homie down the street on the block

He copping everything from

Desert Eagles down to them mini-

Glocks If niggas fuck off the money we raise the murder stats

Me and my nigga

Mack 10 committing terrorist acts

You see us bailing don't mumble under your breath

Have the heart to say fuck you so

I can put five in your chest nigga

Don't be no punk,

I put my Uzi where my mouth is

Yay under couches running out of crack houses

We down and dirty for the birdy thirty-five a sack

Nigga give up the stack it's

Fetty Chico and

The Mack Chorus:

Fetty Chico and

The Mack (Murder Murder)

Ma-A-Mack 10 shooter, kill a man looter

Fetty Chico

And The Mack (Murder Murder)

Open up your mouth,

Say Ahh, get ready for the

Blaaoow Fetty

Chico and

The Mack (Murder Murder)

Ma-A-Mack 10 shooter, kill a man looter

Fetty Chico

And The Mack (Murder Murder)

Open up your mouth,

Say Ahh, get ready for the

Blaaoow Mack 10:

I'm in a murderous mindstate

I'm on so much dope and coke

I can't even do my line straight

I smoke that ??? that shit put me in a trance

And since my last

LP they start calling me

Mack Manson

Now when I come around punks know they're gone ??? my pistol around and fall straight into a coma

So take if you want it that's my number one motto

Hitting licks like the lotto, with a four-five bottle

And assault rifles like

Rambo full of ammo

Dump a nigga in his chest and watch him bleed through his flesh ???...... chicken hawking

You kill a nigga, you kill his bitch so she can't talk

So I smoked the bitch and made it simple

I put one in her temple and got horny as a nympho

So with a hard dick and guns, a bad bitch dies

I take my two fingers and then

I slowly close her eyes

Chorus Capping him in his b-brain, with the m-mack t-ten that's my p-partner we d-d-doing him in

L-l-leave him in the t-trunk 'til his c-crazy kid kicks one in the ch-chamber off the s-safety

I g-got 'em g-got 'em four extra c-clips

Infra-red b-beam h-hollow tips

D-dirty l-licks m-midnight

M-Mack W-One

O and l-laser sights

R-rollin b-blunts smoking to the doobie

In my h-hooptie with my uzi t-talking to me

Telling me thought another lick we can go pull off

He told me keep your mask on don't take your hood off

So me bail into

Burger King and me pistol whip the guard

Everybody up on the floor nobody try to make it hard

Another guard was hiding he jumped out and bust at me

So I let him count the bullets in my

C-L-I-P Me hear them sirens ringing and me take off with the stack

Bailing without the stretch it's

Fetty Chico and

The Mack 187-187-187-187-

Blaaaow Chorus (Murder Murder)

Murder murder and

Kill Kill

Kill World

Wide WestSide