Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Foe Life, artist - Mack 10. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
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 |