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Lirik Lagu Let The Games Begin - Mack 10

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featuring Big Punisher Fat Joe
[Fat Joe talking] (Mack 10)Yeah Terror Squad motherfucker!(And the Hoo Bangin affiliates.) Uh huh.I know you ain't think you was gon see this niggas.(Nope.) East coast west coast. (It's all the same.)Joey Crack Big Pun Mack 10.(Speak on it Joe.)Haha niggas what!
[Fat Joe]At times I feel like blastin myself endin it allNiggas on my same team be prayin I fallTellin the feds, that I'm still cappin the rawKnow all about the stash box on the floor of my PorsheBoy George-in it, livin the life of the fortunateShow you how warm my fuckin coffee getMy crew often get the blame for hideous crimesWhy do niggas stay platinum with the shitiest rhymes?Can't call it, all these niggas claim that they ballinBut it appears your empire's fallenFuckin with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day oneThe same cats you get ?terroria? fromEast coast, west coast, man it's all the sameNiggas won't know shit till they feel the flameIt's still insane, since the flow trackBlowin your whole back, with the mack, we'll let ya know black
[Hook:] X 2It's all about weight, work, guns, yayReal motherfuckers chase dough and don't playY'all motherfuckers don't move, we don't sprayBig Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10 baby
[Big Punisher]Check what you never thoughtPun and Joe, the kings of Nueva YorkSpittin thoughts with twin, Mack 10 the chicken hawkWe the truest cuz killers walk in muddy bootsOnce my dogs cut me lose, that's a bullet in your bubblygooseFuck is you talkin like you crazyBarkin like you eightyOr have you crawlin, walkin like a babyDon't try to play me cuz I'm not a playaHey yo I shot the place up and pass the heat off like a hot potatoeI'm out to make a million dollies but still I'm rowdySo I hope it happen rappin before I have to kill somebodyThat's how it is in the stone jungleIf you known to own a bundle guaranteed nigga gon mug youAnd no one love you when you broke as shit, focus kidCommercials don't lie, thirsty to die? Coke is inBlow your life away, that's a big price to payYou coulda been teachin your kid how to ride his bike today
[Hook] X 2
[Mack 10]I hit the la la, and grab the ya yaAnd if y'all don't get him, I promise I'll tryHoo Bangin affiliates is the williest so the silliestReally get to see just how fast the nine milly spitMack 10, Big Pun and Joey CrackReal niggas push big weight and big sacksY'all said it was cool, I got to ok thisI usually want paytons, y'all bring the scale so we can weight thisIt better be pure, hope you ain't got a birdie mixHey yo, put it up there, and make sure it's all 36I hope you can count nigga, better be preciseIf it ain't all there that's your dope and your lifeFrom the school of hard knocks, Inglewood to the BronxWe hit the blocks and cook the rocks in forty blocksHit doja like we supposed to, sippin on HenTS and Mack 10, so let the games begin
[Hook] X 2