Menace

Artist: C-Bo featuring CJ mac
Album: Enemy of the state
Song: C and the mac
Typed by: Salazar_Spencer@Hotmail.com

Verse 1
(C-bo)
I pull him over hit him up with the fingers about the roof
Hop out my khaki’s and bulletproof
44 mag in my draws
Can’t be slipping cuz niggas is out for loot , they shoot
C block life banging a duce
I push navi’s serving cavi at a high price
It’s my life my life my life my life in the sunshine
On the westside rolling dough dough blow and four mag holding

Verse 2
(CJ mac)
It ain’t a joke make dope just don’t know mac
I take them thangs loc won’t hold back
Release that move your dog with the piece back
Lose life in here and where you sister and niece at
I spit that california gangbang slang
Keep a rich aye credit bitch in the sticks working fake names
Fucked loss surround tape thangs
Keep a quiet ass house for my kids and main thang

Chorus
(C-bo)
We keep the pissles in the wasteband bomb in the pocket
Crushed out rollies and one time can’t stop it
Not the C and the mac make it hop 16 in the back
100 spokes candy green on the lac
Bet you bitch jocked the ice we rock on our wrist
Niggas copping the game we pop on a bitch
Ain’t no stopping this get knocked when you diss
If you ain’t rolling a block put a glock I’ma twist

Verse 3
(C-bo)
Fake rapping ass niggas wanna be g’z
But scared to run the streets cuz they ducking from enemies
Ya’ll niggas ain’t gangstas like the C and the mac
We front back in the lack with a phat strap in the lap
Then believe it when your bitch said
She seen us on the shawn so I’m clean
Candy green leaning on three paws
That’s big draws is what she yelled from the back seat
I had to smoked a fide 20’s but she attacked me
Yea your bitch is a groupie
One day her and homegirl snoppy
Swooped me up at the homie pookie’s
And fo show you know I hit that
I split that then she kissed my dick
And said you did that
This straight gangsta cash over hoes
600 hundreds over lolo’s
Berellie’s over bow’s
20’s over 100 spokes baggets over my gold rolo
Fucking automatic revolved a fo fo

Verse 4
(CJ mac)
While it’s all out doors
Left nothing but pistols and rag folds
Fuck with them killers and niggas tag’s hoes (right)
You see me in this parking lot burning hot
We can sherm me and worm trying to earn or not
I ain’t selling no dope this is 2000 got two jewelers duck taped in two
houses
Taking million dollar leak to quench a nigga thirst
But I’ma take this fuel and let me ride

Verse 5
(C-bo)
I’ma keep it real
Run up on the loc’s you get killed
20 inch wheels gripping in the steel
Phat house on the hill a mill
Put to have a nigga peel for lip seal
Dipping on three wheels
Come strapped like a navy seal
It used to be gravy until it’s bill
Pay me no minor pay me big scrilla
I hold a bolder sac shining like cold jack
Hit the four in the back and lift it like a floor jack

Chorus