Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Foe Life, artist - DJ Screw. Album song 3 N The Mornin’ Part Two, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.1988
Record label: Bigtyme Recordz
Song language: English
Foe Life |
Mack 10 you know you rule hip-hop and |
Ice Cube you know you rule hip-hop and |
Mack 10 you know you rule hip-hop and |
Wait a minute, that ain’t how the West Coast rock, nigga! |
Mack 10, nutty as they come leave 'em face down |
And numb from the waist down |
It’s a Sunday a gun day |
Rollin' down a one way |
In my 'lac front and back |
Over train tracks |
On yak and herb nigga swerve |
It get’s on my nerves, banked my Danas on the curb |
In the gutta lane |
I’m butta man |
Foot to the flo' |
What you want from the sto' |
I’m broke as a muthafucka nigga buy my single |
Comin' from Ingle (Foe Life) is my jingle |
Seen yo' bitch at the sto' coulda took her |
But niggas start to handcuff they hoes like T.J. |
Hooker |
Fool I’mma vet you can bet |
That I can dance underwater and not get wet |
It’s the nappy headed nigga that can kill and rap |
Everybody run when I bust a cap |
Puttin' Inglewood up on the map |
Look at what I do when I pulls my strap |
Bust 2 rounds nigga about to clown |
Bitch hit the silent alarm it’s goin' down |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |
Khaki suit ski mask is my attire |
With my luck cut my chucks on the barbed wire |
Fool where ya keep the rims and tires |
'fo yo' life expires, I’m as nutty as Michael Myers |
Didn’t think about the Rottweiler |
A lot of stiches in the ass, blood in the Impala |
Sittin' in the County with a gold record |
Ice Cube send me pictures of bitches naked |
Caught with a contraband in my hand |
Mack 10 take the stand, your Honor I’mma changed man |
So please let me go so I can flow |
Got a show had to ask my P.O. |
can I go? |
and if he say no |
I’mma have to say bitch get out the car slow and leave ya fuckin' dough |
Cause a nigga gotta eat fuck the world |
Let the bullets hurl and feed my baby girl |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |
Call 911 there’s a son of a bitch on the roof |
Yarned up in his birthday suit |
(Mack 10 to the rescue) |
My momma wanna know why I do what I do |
Cause I’m superman superbad supermad superfly |
Fool you can die |
There’s gonna be a lot of cars with they lights on |
And I’m at home sewing stripes on |
Cause I’m the General and you’s a stowaway |
'bout to buck you down with this throw away |
With no serial number it’s the summer |
Where niggas die, it’s hotter than July |
You better stay low fo' you get a halo |
Plus wings and a gown when I come around |
So take 10 paces |
And try to guess the color of my shoelaces |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |
Foe life, foe life |
Mack 10 comin' through the hood with stripes |