Mack 10 - Take A Hit Lyrics
(Im gonna get you high today)Relax facin, facin mind-bogglin hallucinationsEasy does it til the skull get your lungs fullTake a deep ? ? ? , sit back cos mackGot that bu-yow shit that getcha higher than wick-wackIs hard as stone alone, its always onNever home-grown totin cos the streets made me potentDown since 84 now live for 95Got it swingin while some niggas bangin, Im dope slanginFor my everyday expenses, know the consequencesThe bigger the sack, the bigger the sentenceNo time for repentance, put it downCount the stripes that I tallyRunnin backstreets and alleys thru inglewood, caliSo back the ***** up, dont act the ***** upNever slip from the hitTriple-six in the clip when I tripSo busters beware, never dare to have quamsWith that nigga mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombsTake a hitChorus:Can you feel it nigga? nothin can save yaRoll ya papers and take a heel on my shit*repeat*Getcha high like a rocket, loot in my pocketMean like the green, bomb like the chocolateThai, I mack 1-0, gunhoDirty ass lynch mob crew, new voodooCast a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillasTragic when you catch it, runnin from my magicTaadow! new jackin got it crackin like ninosStackin like casinos, bomb like the primosMake your crack dough black, attack like karateAlways beamed up like scotty, I control your bodyLeave ya numb, redrum, slug like a dodgerNothin bomber than this westside ghetto gangaHundred proof pure dopeness and it seemsHeavy as a chevy, too much for a triple beamFiend for the microphone, one pop ya dropAnd it dont stop, I cant stopMack 10 and it wont stopSo take a hit (Im gonna get you high today)Shiit! (Im gonn get you high today)Shiit!ChorusGot that one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiffNeed a torch to light my spliff, work the late night shiftGet my drift? had it sewed up ever since I showed upCookin up boulders, got a crew fulla soldiersClaimin bs, claimin cs, everybody gsWent from laces to deez, from mo cs to kisWhat you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippinLike your sane, I sippin, funky germ dippinMake you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a phantomRan em then I win em, all up in em like venomGot the lotions, slow motion, hit the magic potionDont panic, satanic, devotions, convulsionsWipe your whole crew out, niggas get blew outHides behind a stockin while the bombs tick-tockinKeep rockin and it dont quit, its mack 10 the shitSo press your luck butcha know you cant ***** wit itTake a hitChorus x2
