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lirik lagu m.c. mack - ez come ez go (phonk remix)

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[intro: project pat & crunchy black]
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easy come, easy go, easy come, easy go, easy come, easy go

[verse 1: m.c. mack]
a lotta n~ggas talk that sh~t, and end up gettin’ they wigs split
it’s m.c mack, a n~gga known for smackin’, jackin’ crackerjacks
busta ass n~gga, run yo’ mouth, and get yo’ ass blowed off
watch me put my ski~mask on, c~ck my gat back, trick, now drop it off
lames get buried quick, and tricks that try to test, they nuts get stuffed and
zipped up in a body bag to let you know yo ass been had
flodgin’ weak ass n~ggas lookin’, throwin’ up the wrong sign
i’m staring at ’em like they j~ko, b~tch, you ain’t no friend of mine
shoot a stupid sucka in a minute, don’t you give a f~ck about another n~gga, if hе’s bigger you should cap his ass
n~gga like the mac’ll smack a n~gga likе a n~gga smack a b~tch, you cluckas, stain a busta
smackin’, crack a n~ggas dome with the handle of my chrome
so now you wishin’ you didn’t run your liquor n~gga lane we poppin’
gon’ see once again i got to show these lemons who they dealin’ with
don’t play me weak or soft, ’cause all my n~ggas keep a f~ckin’ yawk
classify this lemon peelers, let’s make a stain, shoot that thang
like crunchy said, you stupid hoes, “ez come and ez go”, b~tch

[chorus: project pat and crunchy black]
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
point me a~~point me a~~point me a~~point me a~~
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
[verse 2: m.c. mack]
i’m hangin’ in north memphis with my n~ggas that be snortin’ that p
got a mac~10 on the side of my hip, for a rudy poot lemon lame side, bust a runnin’ lip
smoked out on that ganja weed, while sittin’ back sippin’ on hennessey
i’m higher than three birds and a kite, i’m thinkin’, blinkin’, also creepin’
i grab my yawk and load that b~tch and see what snitch gon’ start some sh~t
jump like you got anna, close yo’ eyes while the [?] trick, make a wish
got teflon in yo’ lungs and now you gaspin’ for yo’ last breath
young n~gga tryin’ to out run some hollow tips, well trick, you done took yo’ last step
see busta n~ggas run they mouth, but eventually get they cranium cracked
by m.c. mack, we rob, and stain, and stick ’em up, hoe, what you got?
my nine don’t have no feelin’s as i’m dishin’ out those hollow thangs
triple 6, gimisum family, k!lla klan and snitches cannot manage
scopin’, poppin’, droppin’, busta trick, we rob you for yo’ weed
and blew the smoke off in yo’ face, now b~tch, you shouldn’t have sh~t to say
run your p~ssy liquor n~gga, mack will always keep a tone
for a sucka, clucka, busta, mothaf~cka: chrome thing to yo’ dome

[outro: project pat and crunchy black]
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
point me a tone right dead at ya’ dome, fool
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes
easy come, easy go, easily i shoot you hoes


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