Mac Mall - Immaculate

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[intro] Hold on, you know Capone, five hundred block sts, nitty, what's up, baby boy, rest in peace. dj cees, all my thugs, you know [verse 1] It's official, my nigga, we here, never worry, got no fear Street soldiers, it's your final frontier On top of the world, watch me lettin' the trigger go Yo, geronimo, we outta control, show gun Ridin' on this kamikaze mission Tight, standin' at attention Young riders with me, set trippin' Cup on no good, as i'm rollin' fifty sack backwoods On my [?] ballin', local neighborhood Drug kingpin, vegas for the weekend Naked super bad bitches on my table freakin' Thousand dollar kicks ,steppin' off in the mix In the club with them thugs, you know, gorilla pimps Tactics like a vigilante, them dope fiends love candy I'm tryna have it all, you understand me? The whole world in my hand, my crew be mad men Ready for the throw down, best believe we blastin' Cuddies gettin' money, but them suckas wanna bloody me up Watch them trick niggas die when i bust It's a shame how shady niggas hate me bad While they bitch lick me from my dick tip to the crack My mackin' ass nigga, i'm nasty like a porno Walk like a giant, call me outlaw immortal I shoot street stars every night in mardi gras Hustle like a muthafucka, anything to get that lock Big heads with a seal, never counterfeit Came up on some major fetti, now we floss immaculate [interlude] I'm gon fuck yo motherfuckin ass up [verse 2] Super sharp, that's ten armani, eatin' calamari Remote controller hoe, oldschool like a [?] I fuck with money hunry bitches, keep em well trained Taught em five hundred thrity five ways to break a lane With soldiers like saddam hussein That's quick to bust a glock on a sucka like i sell a bitch a dream Fight night, i'm flossin', drinkin' heem Three chassis standin' at my side like the supremes Call me l, cabbie 10, muggin' with the dice in my hand Hit em hard, counted out a hundred grand Throwin' naturals, playa built an ice cream castle Now watch me take this mackin international, yo Today i got a meetin' with pablo from puerto rico What's up, compadre? he ask a piece, papay Shoppin' big business, frames with the lens tinted I'm puffin' cubans like a menace No, square niggas wanna achieve this degree Immaculate for the world to see Pass the weed to the little niggas sportin' the jewel Gettin' headers by the pool, countin' money, [?] slobbers and drool Every night is like the time of my life Every day is like a fuckin' parade when i'm ridin' on gold thangs Suckas hear my name ring like high school bells Cause the way that i'm controllin' the scale, professional Do the shit for bread and meat Watch me make my money triple in a heartbeat Immaculate [interlude] I'm gon fuck yo motherfuckin ass up Yeah [verse 3] Now i done hustled on the street corner Sky balled on a plane with a chassy with some d on her Back and forth to la, chopping blow from east coast Even [?] greyhound, i need that money right now Had to stay ballin', killa cali style Snitch niggas never make it to trail Make a car full of sweat off my brow On my face i keep a evil smile And on my side i keep a chopper locked and loaded with a hundred rounds Out the gutter, young nigga, rich muthafuckaz Punk police can't touch us I love the game, i live the game, i die by the game No need to cry, it's just my destiny, mayne Yeah, we never die thugs, in my bloodline Even if i'm buried in a box of pine, we gon ball for all time Can you see me through your speakers, nigga? Eyes red, holdin' on to 10 millimeter Da want me in santa rita But i be mashin' on the freeway, smokin' on some serious dank Make a crime look easy Big cuddy got the hook up on some money and i just can't wait Was the one that first plugged me with weight But you know that big bread, fuck around and turn a nigga to snake I keep my business way far from the face And my muthafuckin mind, i'm tryna break that bank Immaculate
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