Based on a True Story

When ever you short, and times get hard
Plant indo seeds and watch em sprout in yo yard
And if dope money ain't good, well how come it spends
I give a fuck dolla please or yens ends is ends
It ain't hard to tell, thanks to my clientele
What you call the root of evil
Got a nigga livin' swell
I keep the spot rollin'
Unless I can't up in a raid
But until then fuck it my green thumb keep me paid
Nigga what you want? What you need?
I got plenty pound zone half of zone dime or a twenty
Bullshit walks money talks
It's all about the dough
Don't be mad at me foe hustlin'
That's all a nigga know

Chorus:
(Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please)
Well tell me what you need, cavi water weed or speed
(Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees)
Well tell me what you need, cavi water weed or speed

I got the streets sewed up, from yo hood to my block
I cook powder cocaine and serve it when it rock
I done came up dog, I got a big body coupe
Cause I take my caviar and I scretch it with woop
Ballin' beyond and above from a key to a dove
Nigga get yo work from me cause I give the hommie love
On tripple beam skales you name it I sells
I got the baddest bitches plus the bombay jewels
And if it ever get short it won't take long to pop back
Doin' about a buck fifteen up the coast with my top back
I got a show to do, the kitchen is my stage
And since I'm headed O.T.
Pick me on my sky page

Chorus

Smoke until you fry, you say depression is yo alibi
Water get you so high niggas think they can fly
I got a bombay batch of that shit, makin' a meant
Leave you crazy kinda bent with super natural strengh
So I keep the tech ready do blast cause I will
And extra jug to embombthe first nigga that I kill
So miss me with that bullshit fool don't even trip
My jugs already full and my sticks already diped
So come trough the spot if not spend money when you can
Cause when it comes to narcotics call Mack the dopeman
Now woop woop look at me all in the S coupe
Ballin' like I'm playin' hoop and I'm straight sellin loop

Chorus:
(Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please)
Well tell me what you need, cavi water weed or speed
(Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees)
Well tell me what you need, cavi water weed or speed
(Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please)
Well tell me what you need, cavi water weed or speed
(Mista Dopeman don't make me beg on my knees)
Bitch tell me what you need, tell me what you need
(Mista Dopeman can I get a hit please)

Mack 10 to the rescue (X3)

Bitch you ain't get no motherfuck...
not a motherfuckin thang from me
Now get

Talking: The record you about to hear is basically true.
The names have been changed to protect the guilty. (You a cold nigga)

Some breathe gangsta shit,
we dream of gangsta shit (Repeat)

Verse 1
I hit licks nigga lead the hood in strong arm
'bout to get more chickens than Foster Farms
Now give it up or die this a mothafuckin' jack
hustlas guard yo sack the chicken hawk is back
Impatiently waiting out of hunger
my instinct to kill got stronger
my wingspan's longer
my guns loaded up and before you know what hit you
I jump off the wire swoop and then I get you
And fuck a tussle bitch cause all I do is shoot
put lead in ya dome take ya sack and ya loot
With a foe foe (.44) revolver so my strap ain't a jammer
I want pure Peruvian no cuttin' Arm & Hammer
Gotta take what I need that's how the ball bounces
now decide if you go die over thirty six ounces
Before I go make sure no cameras in the vents
pull a feather from my tail and dust off my claw prints
Nigga

Chorus
You knew that I was dangerous
when ya took it
Look the Chicken Hawk two is after you
(Repeat)
In search of super chicken (Have you seen him?)
(Repeat 4X)

Verse 2
Yo girl gave me the cock
but now she holla rape
So I take her to my nest
and wrap her with the duct tape
Pull my heat out squeeze and make these Teflons melt her
and watch blood drip all down the walls like Heltah Skeltah
Take flight over the woods to drop the body
and hit a lake to rinse off 'cause my feathers all spotty
I stalk once again caught my prey by surprise
look in his eyes if he lies he dies before sunrise
Where the work at fool the jack is on
you feel the wrath of the chrome
kick in or get your noodles blown
So hurry the fuck up nigga take me to the safe
It ain't no time to waste with this Magnum in ya face
Make one false move I swear the gunshots rang out
first I'ma kill you then I'ma blow ya bitch brains out
A hawks technicality is pecking for his salary
so keep the dope whoopin' while the Hawk'll keep swoopin'

Chorus

Mack Dime and that's one to grow on mothafuckas.

[The announcer's voice from Playstation's NBA Live '97]
'Welcome to Inglewood, California'

Hey hey hey
What you got to say

Verse 1
Fast bitches fast cars money and fame
this rap shit is just like the '90's dope game
Before sold out shows rocked and hoes jocked
it was all about the 'hood and that Foe Hundred block
A few scraps as a puppy dog
you had to be down
to roam that infamous neighborhood
where niggas wore the crown
It was on every morning from Manchester to Century
BG's walkin' in packs to elementary
afterschool some had 'hood patrol
and watched deals on the corner
while others had skills and hittin' drills in Pop Warner
The unforgettable good old days how it used to be
'foe niggas made the transition from a jock to a G
now the streets is nice but the police is thick
'cause niggas sick and mo' murders
committed than a horror flick
but whatever happen rappin' or not
it's the same for me
it's still I.N.G. foe L.I.F.E.
so...

Chorus
Hey hey heyy
What you got to say
Inglewooooood [Inglewood echoes]
Inglewood Swangin' [Inglewood echoes]

Verse 2
The city's full of cheddar like a cheese pizza
known for senoritas and Inglewood Familias
The landmarks in the 'hood is legendary
the fabulous Forum, the Court and the Library
The city hall is scandalous to the average tax payer
so the town done fucked around and voted me the mayor
had G's that put they life on the line and some died
but thanks to this rap we on the map worldwide
And as far as race go we probably even these days
about 50% black and the rest is esays
so we spin and we win up and down Market St.
Bitch I'm a million dollar nigga and still shop the Swapmeet
what I'm in right now probably ain't worth a hundred bucks
a beany T-shirt khakis and a fresh pair of Chucks
That's a real nigga foe you that's me so don't knock it
I got everything I need plus money in my pocket
So...

Chorus

Bridge
I.N.G. foe L.I.F.E. (4X)

Verse 3
It seem like yesterday I was the average Y.G.
and at the blink of a eye became a household MC
From the land of sunshine gold D's and palm trees
to Japanese screamin' for a nigga overseas
But I gotta think about O.G's I got game from
remain the same nigga and can't forget where I came from
We all know money make the world go 'round
so I give back to my town and put a few niggas down
I keep my enemies close 'cause they salt shakers
mad because I travel state to state
and get paid like the Lakers
Used to like the Magic man when I was a itty bitty
but now Mack and Shaq can go half and buy the city
So...

Chorus

Bridge

Chorus

f/ E-40

E-40 talking: Mack OneDime, excuse me playboy
aiight check this out, aiight nigga check this out
we crimeys right that mean you my pa'tner in crime
like that check this out, let's let 'em know summin'
you know niggas should've been plugged up
from L.A. to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
big thangs mothafucka, big thangs fool. Check it out!

Aiight One O this E Feezee, I gotta I gotta
thank my math teacher Count Dracula
for just teachin' a brother to you know
count his marbles you know
What about you?

Verse 1 (Mack)
You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil I need a super bad bitch
and a house on the hill
365 7days I believe crack pays
my estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
don't mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my craft
so each year I get better
to stay ghetto and clever
but be richer than ever

(E-40) Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I beg yo pardon
Nigga I was grindin' tryin to take off niggas heads
flossin' & fuckin' hoes when you was in kindergarten
Nigga this ain't Lenny and Squiggy
this E-Feezee & Mack Teezee
Fuckin' with Italian Romaine pasta chicken Tortellini
Thirty odd six custodian, with the scope
far from Nickelodeon no shit no joke
Southern Cali up North see we be rollin'
Make a bitch purchase a gun
report it stolen
Plead the 5th but don't snitch
no case 'cause they're po po
and they mami know that 12 gage equipment can be traced
Stand on ya bunions
Nigga don't try to get caught in his drawers
'Cause them 2.2.3's be penetratin' through walls
Plus I got warrants and shit
didn't pay child support
Thinkin' about skippin' town
movin' to Shreveport.
Bitch

Chorus
(Mack 10) You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
(E-40) From L.A. to the Yay see we be rollin'
Make a bitch purchase a gun report it stolen
(Mack 10)You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
(E-40) See you my dude right
that mean we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Dime (Mack Dime) Bitch

Verse 2
(Mack 10) Forty I'm the one bro that's in the mix like gumbo
now how can I stay humble
and make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
now throw the top back on the 'Rarri
and bang gears on these niggas
and watch what the money show you
about niggas that don't know you
Busters is gone hate
real G's is happy foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the grind
fool it's my time to shine
now would you niggas kick back
and let me get mine
(E-40) Causin' havoc sparkin' up chaos
bringin' the ruckus heavy metal heaters
mobb, under buckets
If ya can't beat us
then join us get on the team
Streetsweepers grenades rifles
and M1 car beams
Dice games craps bets over car titles
pink slips cash money
Watchin' out for rival gang members beefin'
bad weather but it all boils down to
who got the most paper

Chorus

Verse 3
(Mack 10) I shoot 'em up like syringes
I know what real ends is
Lo lo's Harley Davis and big body Benzes
ain't been faded so far on my wrist
I got a R hundred thousand dollar car
'cause I push the caviar
So what's up what you need everybody huddle up
got that 2 for 1 special with the rock called double up
so get lit take a hit shop is open all day
from L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
(E-40) Sometimes I wonder if it's worth this
fuckin' with the law tryna make it look like
I'm runnin' a legitimate tow truck service
with a Just Say No to Drug bumper sticker
on the back window (back window)
knowin' I been smokin' a gang of Indo
around the corner four houses down across the way way
make a right and then a left
over there by Safeway and when ya get there page me
punch in how much you wanna spend
seperate the 20's from the 1's 5's and 10's
Slick sly sharp narcotic vendors
always do business in shopping centers
Buck 'em stick 'em stuck 'em don't ever fuck me
hate 'em bleed 'em love 'em shit can get ugly

Chorus

Hoo bang hoo ride (2X)
Hoo ride hoo bang
Who be ridin' who be bangin' (Westside) Ride Nigga
(Repeat)
Fuck 'em and feed 'em cold sardines, cold sardines
(Repeat)

Mack (Squeak Ru) Talking:

Hey Squeak (What's up nigga)
hey, hey loan a nigga a thousand
( A thousand? Nigga I ain't got no thousand.)
(We can go get a thousand) We can go get a thousand?
(Yeah we can go get a thousand.) We goin' to go get a
thousand then. (fuck around and get two or three)
We goin' to get it.

Chorus
I got my mind made up and it's on
I got to get it (Well let's get into it)
(Nigga we on the grind) [saaayy whaaat]
Well tonight is mine (and tonight is mine)

Verse 1
Big body Benzes Daytonas and rag 'Rarris
killa Cali is the state and it's wild as the safari
We hustle cook keys claim B's and C's
and we attack like Pit Bulls and Rottweiller pedigrees
With a Tech this Connect nigga what you expect
Dub SCG tatooed on my neck
as I parlay you do what you do I do what the dollar say
I'm a street nigga punk my pistol smoke like Doc Holiday
and I sell everythang homie now tell me what you want
you got to have this caviar fool so don't say you don't
Illegal or legit hit after hit I keep ya head bobbin'
in all black like Batman give it to me or I'm robbin'
Now what you gone do hand over the goods or do I take 'em
now do you keep little busta niggas in ya camp
or do ya shake 'em
It's Mack 10 once again in ya ear like a diamond
and while the street lights is shinin'
all through the night I keep grindin'

Chorus (2X)

Verse 2
Back the fuck up 'foe I act the fuck up (back the fuck up nigga)
keep makin' big heads 'til they stack the fuck up (ha ha haa)
I need major scrill that's real it don't stop until then
now watch this OG ghetto survillian check a million
Quick fast got to have it man so I use muscle
straight timin' dedication dog and all about hustle
I hit ya like boom bam don't ya know who I am
I got this shit by the bird half O-Z or the gram
But never ever let a nigga owe you that don't know you
and don't trust no fuckin' bitch but get one that's down foe you
Late night to early morn' it's on in the war zone
man life's a gamble dog if you crap out you gone

Chorus (2X)

Squeak Ru Talking: Yeah once again the undefeated dub SCG,
[WESTSIIDE] Mack 10, Squeak Ru slappin' you bitch niggas
on the ass for being the busters you present yourself to be. [That's right]

Chorus (2X)