Louis to Memphis From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town K.C. Say hi, to my n***** left in the slamma From St. Corral n***** Foul n*****, run in the club and bust in the crowd n**** How n****? Ask me again and it's goin down n**** Now n****, come to the circus and watch me clown n**** Pound n*****, what you be givin when I'm around n**** Frown n*****, talkin s*** when I leave the town n**** Say now, can you hoes come out to play now Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I. Who say pretty boys can't be wild n*****? Loud n*****, O.K. How me and money end up hangin' I hang with Hannibal Lector (Hot shit) So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (What) I'm from the Loop and I'm proud Run a mile for the cause I'm righteous above the law, Playa my style's raw I'm 'Born to Mack' like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT s***!) so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic f*** bionic it's ironic, slammin n***** like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Hmmmmm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, c***ed ready to let it go (HOT s***!) Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby, c***ed ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Mmmmm, you can find me, in St.
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