| Niggas trying to front? |
| We move on them
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| One up 'side the waist, squeeze the Ruge on them
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| Next day we outside like who want it?
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| Niggas think something is sweet until we move on them
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| Yeah, niggas want to front? |
| We move on them
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| Go through that block they pump, wave that Uzi at them
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| Next day we in the hoopties looking for them
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| Niggas think something is sweet until we move on them
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| I’m the Mechanic
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| I use the hammer to fix shit
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| I be on that sick shit
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| I come through to spit clips
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| (Called the mechanic
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| Niggas on that snitch shit
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| Talking that slick shit)
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| I know how to fix this
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| With a hard head; |
| a nigga head open, he soft
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| I provide these services, we breaking them off
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| I’m a familiar face from the land of the lost
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| I used to be a worker bee, now a nigga a boss
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| It’s like every now and then I’m back to being a Mechanic
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| I split a nigga head, I’m a grease monkey with it
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| My Momma told me «Baby Boy, the Lord going to bless us»
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| The dope bought us shit the food stamps couldn’t get us
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| Man, they don’t understand, we were just trying to make it
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| But where I’m from if you want shit, you got to take it
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| I’m a Trojan of War, I get it done like Achilles
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| My Tre pound will cut a nigga down on the str-id-eets (streets)
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| I never had drama with Spics, Jews, or Guineas
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| But once over a bitch a nigga tried to kill me
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| I was coming out his projects, I let off the semi
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| You asking about Nedgme, they know me
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| I’m the Mechanic
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| I use the hammer to fix shit
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| I be on that sick shit
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| I come through to spit clips
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| (Called the mechanic
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| Niggas on that snitch shit
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| Talking that slick shit)
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| I know how to fix this
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| We don’t play that pussy shit. |
| We move on them
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| We put that work in. Nigga, we move on them
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| Shorty, I know you ain’t scared. |
| We move on them
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| Here, the hammer right here. |
| Now move on them
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| Niggas is loose, I grab the cig and tighten niggas up
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| I lost my path in the dark, I’m lighting niggas up
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| I’m the school yard with your kid playing dodge ball
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| Then out come the hammer, can shorty dodge those?
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| I got a few screws missing, maybe even a bolt
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| A few shooters with me, down to go for the fall
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| I say «Get'em!» |
| they get to killing like I’m running the court
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| Then get down with these around. |
| The hulks in your throat
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| This is not amateur night and this ain’t the Apollo
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| Ain’t nothing saying the sun is coming out tomorrow
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| Your arm is broke and the promise of Death is coming
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| So if you want for me that homicide, I’m gunning
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| I’m the Mechanic
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| I use the hammer to fix shit
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| I be on that sick shit
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| I come through to spit clips
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| (Called the mechanic
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| Niggas on that snitch shit
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| Talking that slick shit)
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| I know how to fix this
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| Money buys guns, paranoia comes
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| When the drama comes, go ahead pussy run
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| Friends turned foes, Daddy girl’s turn hoes
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| In the penitentiary hearts turn cold
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| Some turn snitch for State’s evidence
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| While the big boys with the blow keep getting rich
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| When the drama comes they way they don’t fucking panic
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| They hop on the phone quick to holler at mechanics
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| I’m the Mechanic
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| I use the hammer to fix shit
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| I be on that sick shit
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| I come through to spit clips
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| (Called the mechanic
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| Niggas on that snitch shit
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| Talking that slick shit)
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| I know how to fix this
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| I’m the Mechanic |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Mechanic , by - Young Buck. Song from the album The Taped Conversation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп