Mack Truck (Hick-Hop Version) [feat. Moonshine Bandits, D. Thrash of Jawga Boyz, and John Rich]

歌詞

Ay fresh, tell 'em what we 'bout to get boy Money, cars, clothes, hoes Motherfuckin' diamond on ma motherfuckin' toes Shooted in you bank trick, sniff it up your nose Dope man slammin' them Cadillac doors Still money, cars, clothes, hoes Crackagator shoes with the big bank roll I'm the reason why niggas gotta get up and get it Dope man ice with the shirt and the fitted (D-boy) Who the nigga rollin' through the hood, err, body wanna see (D-boy) Who the nigga in the hood all the young one wanna be (D-boy) Who the fine ass hoe wanna fuck who they wanna suck (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy) To ma niggas in the hood with their mouth fulla rock Da boy on the block still runin' from the cop (Wieoup, wieoup) Dope in the sock watchin' fo' the police Tattoos with the jewel and the gold teeth Err day he in the kitchen with the 'Cause the project taught him how to make bricks Yeah, he let it cook till it rock hard Even though he know he might get locked up (Bring) In the cell 'cause somebody might care Is niggas doin' time fo' illegal drug sell Wit no fare callin' home from the prison phone And you the nigga that ain't even find a go phone We get fucked by the damn government 'Cause they the one movin' all the white shit (White shit) Fo' the boy tryin' to get up off the dope game Hurry up 'cause they comin' through the door man (D-boy) Who the nigga rollin' through the hood, err, body wanna see (D-boy) Who the nigga in the hood, all the young one wanna be (D-boy) Who the fine ass hoe wanna fuck who they wanna suck (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy) Fresh white tee with the fresh white sneak Rollin' through the hood in a old school fleek Nigga, he in the hood err body wanna be Tha boy with the tee why the hatin' on me We slangin' hard 'cause we couldn't get a job I drop outta school but am still street smart Around hurr, we ain't playin' with the boi scout 'Cause nigga rop in the drought wen the doper By the grak house waitin' fo' the next thang Tryin' to make thang leavin' off the hood dream From the dope with the powder and the cocaine The dope man the nigga with the street thang Shooted up the thang through it out your nose Its all about the money, cars, clothes, hoes The reason why niggas gotta get up and get it Dope man ice with the shirt and the fitted (Get it) Money, cars, clothes, hoes Motherfuckin' diamond on ma motherfuckin' toes Shooted in you bank trick sniff it up your nose Dope man slammin' them Cadillac doors Still money, cars, clothes, hoes Crackagator shoes with the big bank roll I'm the reason why niggas gotta get up and get it Dope man ice with the shirt and the fitted I did it fo' ma boyz in on street tryin' to eat (Tryin' to eat) Them boyz in dis game tryin' to make it, err, week (Err, week) Street team makin' money with the team (With the team) Serve it to the dope beam fo' the triple beam Stay up on your grind, get your money then shine Is alotta drug deala doin' hard time I dedicated to ma boyz that dey still in And to ma niggaz that would neva see the street again (D-boy) Who the nigga rollin' through the hood, err, body wanna see (D-boy) Who the nigga in the hood, all the young one wanna be (D-boy) Who the fine ass hoe wanna fuck who they wanna suck (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy) (Yeah) The mothafuckin' D-boy (D-boy)