Mack 10 - Take a Hit lyrics
rate me
(I'm gonna get you high today)
Relax facinfacin mind-bogglin hallucinations
Easy does it til the skull get your lungs full
Take a deep ? ? ?sit back cos mack
Got that bu-yow shit that get'cha higher than wick-wack
Is hard as stone aloneit's always on
Never home-grown totin cos the streets made me potent
Down since '84 now live for '95
Got it swingin while some niggas banginI'm dope slangin
For my everyday expensesknow the consequences
The bigger the sackthe bigger the sentence
No time for repentanceput it down
Count the stripes that I tally
Runnin backstreets and alleys thru inglewoodcali
So back the fuck updon't act the fuck up
Never slip from the hit
Triple-six in the clip when I trip
So busters bewarenever dare to have quams
With that nigga mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs
Take a hit
Chorus:
Can you feel it nigga? nothin can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
*repeat*
Get'cha high like a rocketloot in my pocket
Mean like the greenbomb like the chocolate
ThaiI mack 1-0gunho
Dirty ass lynch mob crewnew voodoo
Cast a killercap peelerhang with gorillas
Tragic when you catch itrunnin from my magic
Taadow! new jackin got it crackin like nino's
Stackin like casinosbomb like the primos
Make your crack dough blackattack like karate
Always beamed up like scottyI control your body
Leave ya numbredrumslug like a dodger
Nothin bomber than this westside ghetto ganga
Hundred proof pure dopeness and it seems
Heavy as a chevytoo much for a triple beam
Fiend for the microphoneone pop ya drop
And it don't stopI can't stop
Mack 10 and it won't stop
So take a hit (I'm gonna get you high today)
Shiit! (I'm gonn get you high today)
Shiit!
Chorus
Got that one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiff
Need a torch to light my spliffwork the late night shift
Get my drift? had it sewed up ever since I showed up
Cookin up bouldersgot a crew fulla soldiers
Claimin b'sclaimin c'severybody gs
Went from laces to deezfrom mo' c's to ki's
What you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin
Like your saneI sippinfunky germ dippin
Make you tweaklose sleepI creep like a phantom
Ran em then I win emall up in em like venom
Got the lotionsslow motionhit the magic potion
Don't panicsatanicdevotionsconvulsions
Wipe your whole crew outniggas get blew out
Hides behind a stockin while the bomb's tick-tockin
Keep rockin and it don't quitit's mack 10 the shit
So press your luck but'cha know you can't fuck wit it
Take a hit
Chorus x2