Lyrics
Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shot you ho
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shot you ho
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shot you ho
Point me a, point me a, point me a
Point me a
A lotta niggas talk that shit and
End up gettin' they wigs split it's MC Mack
A nigga known for
Smackin' jackin' crackerjacks
Busta ass nigga
Run yo mouth and get yo' ass blown off
Watch me put my ski mask on
Cock 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 niggas looking
Throwing up the wrong sign
I'm staring at 'em like they J-Ko
Bitch you ain't no friend of mine
Shoot a stupid sucka in a minute, don't
You give a fuck about another nigga
If he's bigger you should cap his ass
Nigga like the Mac'll smack a nigga like
A nigga smack a bitch, you cluckaz
Stain them bustas
Smacking, crack a niggas dome with
The handle of my chrome
So now you wishing you didn't run
Your licka nigga lane we popping
Gon' see once again I got to show
These lemons who they dealing with
Don't play me weak or soft 'cause all
My niggas keep a fucking yalk
Classify this lemon pillars, let's
Make a stain, shoot that thang
Like Crunchy said you stupid hoes
"EZ come and EZ go", bitch
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shot you ho
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shot you ho
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool