| Hook:
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| See all we need is just a few good men,
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| 'cause aint to many left like Bone and Mack 10,
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| We know nobody’s perfect, so repent for ya sins,
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| So ya better get it straight, 'cause he’s coming again,
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| (Whisper) He’s watching
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| Verse 2 — Mack 10:
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| I got the hood on smash homey
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| And though I’m ballin full throttle
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| I’ll never run outta gas homey
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| I’m so fly as the days go by I’m better
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| So I dump re-up and keep getting more cheddar
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| You know what it do
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| Mack 10 a savage
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| Got hustle in my veins so I fiend for the cabbage
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| Fresh baller to the end
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| Tell a friend and a neighbor
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| Aint that I got so much flavor
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| It’s that I got so much favor
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| I’m like Pac I get’s down, against all odds
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| And you don’t wanna go to war with a child of God
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| So if you see me in a six four
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| Tuck ya pistol
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| Plus it’s on if ya miss
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| So be careful what ya wish for
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| A rhyme sayer wit respect like the mayor
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| Plus your arms is to short to box wit God playa
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| See I’m all for Jesus but I’m nuthing like Mase
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| I’m to ghetto and gutter
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| But I’m covered in his grace, yea! |