Tight To Def Lyrics
| Song | Tight To Def |
| Artist | Mack 10 |
| Album | The Paper Route (Explicit) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dino Hawkins/Eric Vidal/Nick Vidal/Roger | |
| Get money | |
| T-Boz, Mack 10 | |
| Millennium Bonnie & Clyde | |
| We hoo bangin' and hoo ridin' | |
| What? | |
| I was raised in the hood so what the heck | |
| So I represent the Wood and get respect | |
| Catch me in the club parlayin' | |
| Taking flicks with about hundred different 'certs | |
| Up in my mix | |
| I never knew nothin' but the hustle | |
| I was able to deal | |
| What they call the root of evil | |
| Got me living on the hills | |
| Still rollin' chrome boy, it's on boy | |
| You can take the boy out the hood | |
| But not the hood out the homeboy | |
| [T-Boz] | |
| When I walked into the place | |
| Everybody could read my face | |
| I am the illest bitch inside | |
| Swing low, now let me ride | |
| Playa, playa did I mention please | |
| Have you sick down to your knees | |
| Think you're good enought to tap, please | |
| Now sing the hook ladies, hey | |
| 1 - [T-Boz] | |
| Rollin' through the hood and it feels alright | |
| Picking any fella that I want tonight | |
| And if I feel like it, I just might | |
| Cause I know, I know I'm tight, to def | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| [T-Boz] | |
| I step to the flyest guy | |
| Look him dead ass in his eye | |
| Check myself cause I know I'm fly | |
| No need to ask me why | |
| If you pull out I just might | |
| Don't front or believe the hype | |
| I come real, ain't the average type | |
| Dut-dut-duta-dut, duta-dut | |
| Repeat 1 (2x) | |
| [Mack 10] | |
| You haters is trife | |
| You wish you had my life | |
| Living in a three point somethin' with an R&B wife | |
| I take care of my crew | |
| Just ask my boo | |
| Cause if I buy me some ice | |
| Then I lace her too | |
| My peak position on the charts is always one | |
| And I never leave the house without packing a gun | |
| Remember me back in my youth | |
| But in case you missed it | |
| Don't mess around and get done | |
| Gettin' this rap stuff twisted | |
| Mack got NBA figures like I'm hoopin' | |
| You can catch me rag 'rari scoopin' | |
| Or either Bentley Coupin' | |
| You need to check your girl partna | |
| She just blew me a kiss | |
| Look at her jockin' the ice around my neck and my wrist | |
| Her friend came up to me and said | |
| I didn't want to stare but it's like a hood rat dream | |
| To get to braid your hair | |
| I said keep it real shorty it just ain't the brains alone | |
| It's that whole thug mentality that turns you on | |
| Now ain't it? | |
| Repeat 1 (2x) | |
| [Mack 10](T-Boz) | |
| Hustle right to there ain't nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Hustle right to there ain't nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| (Huh? Talk about it be about it) | |
| Hustle right to there ain't nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| (You know what they say, steady long, steady wrong) | |
| Hustle right to there ain't nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Repeat 1 till end |
| zuo qu : Dino Hawkins Eric Vidal Nick Vidal Roger | |
| Get money | |
| TBoz, Mack 10 | |
| Millennium Bonnie Clyde | |
| We hoo bangin' and hoo ridin' | |
| What? | |
| I was raised in the hood so what the heck | |
| So I represent the Wood and get respect | |
| Catch me in the club parlayin' | |
| Taking flicks with about hundred different ' certs | |
| Up in my mix | |
| I never knew nothin' but the hustle | |
| I was able to deal | |
| What they call the root of evil | |
| Got me living on the hills | |
| Still rollin' chrome boy, it' s on boy | |
| You can take the boy out the hood | |
| But not the hood out the homeboy | |
| TBoz | |
| When I walked into the place | |
| Everybody could read my face | |
| I am the illest bitch inside | |
| Swing low, now let me ride | |
| Playa, playa did I mention please | |
| Have you sick down to your knees | |
| Think you' re good enought to tap, please | |
| Now sing the hook ladies, hey | |
| 1 TBoz | |
| Rollin' through the hood and it feels alright | |
| Picking any fella that I want tonight | |
| And if I feel like it, I just might | |
| Cause I know, I know I' m tight, to def | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| TBoz | |
| I step to the flyest guy | |
| Look him dead ass in his eye | |
| Check myself cause I know I' m fly | |
| No need to ask me why | |
| If you pull out I just might | |
| Don' t front or believe the hype | |
| I come real, ain' t the average type | |
| Dutdutdutadut, dutadut | |
| Repeat 1 2x | |
| Mack 10 | |
| You haters is trife | |
| You wish you had my life | |
| Living in a three point somethin' with an R B wife | |
| I take care of my crew | |
| Just ask my boo | |
| Cause if I buy me some ice | |
| Then I lace her too | |
| My peak position on the charts is always one | |
| And I never leave the house without packing a gun | |
| Remember me back in my youth | |
| But in case you missed it | |
| Don' t mess around and get done | |
| Gettin' this rap stuff twisted | |
| Mack got NBA figures like I' m hoopin' | |
| You can catch me rag ' rari scoopin' | |
| Or either Bentley Coupin' | |
| You need to check your girl partna | |
| She just blew me a kiss | |
| Look at her jockin' the ice around my neck and my wrist | |
| Her friend came up to me and said | |
| I didn' t want to stare but it' s like a hood rat dream | |
| To get to braid your hair | |
| I said keep it real shorty it just ain' t the brains alone | |
| It' s that whole thug mentality that turns you on | |
| Now ain' t it? | |
| Repeat 1 2x | |
| Mack 10 TBoz | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Huh? Talk about it be about it | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| You know what they say, steady long, steady wrong | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Repeat 1 till end |
| zuò qǔ : Dino Hawkins Eric Vidal Nick Vidal Roger | |
| Get money | |
| TBoz, Mack 10 | |
| Millennium Bonnie Clyde | |
| We hoo bangin' and hoo ridin' | |
| What? | |
| I was raised in the hood so what the heck | |
| So I represent the Wood and get respect | |
| Catch me in the club parlayin' | |
| Taking flicks with about hundred different ' certs | |
| Up in my mix | |
| I never knew nothin' but the hustle | |
| I was able to deal | |
| What they call the root of evil | |
| Got me living on the hills | |
| Still rollin' chrome boy, it' s on boy | |
| You can take the boy out the hood | |
| But not the hood out the homeboy | |
| TBoz | |
| When I walked into the place | |
| Everybody could read my face | |
| I am the illest bitch inside | |
| Swing low, now let me ride | |
| Playa, playa did I mention please | |
| Have you sick down to your knees | |
| Think you' re good enought to tap, please | |
| Now sing the hook ladies, hey | |
| 1 TBoz | |
| Rollin' through the hood and it feels alright | |
| Picking any fella that I want tonight | |
| And if I feel like it, I just might | |
| Cause I know, I know I' m tight, to def | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| TBoz | |
| I step to the flyest guy | |
| Look him dead ass in his eye | |
| Check myself cause I know I' m fly | |
| No need to ask me why | |
| If you pull out I just might | |
| Don' t front or believe the hype | |
| I come real, ain' t the average type | |
| Dutdutdutadut, dutadut | |
| Repeat 1 2x | |
| Mack 10 | |
| You haters is trife | |
| You wish you had my life | |
| Living in a three point somethin' with an R B wife | |
| I take care of my crew | |
| Just ask my boo | |
| Cause if I buy me some ice | |
| Then I lace her too | |
| My peak position on the charts is always one | |
| And I never leave the house without packing a gun | |
| Remember me back in my youth | |
| But in case you missed it | |
| Don' t mess around and get done | |
| Gettin' this rap stuff twisted | |
| Mack got NBA figures like I' m hoopin' | |
| You can catch me rag ' rari scoopin' | |
| Or either Bentley Coupin' | |
| You need to check your girl partna | |
| She just blew me a kiss | |
| Look at her jockin' the ice around my neck and my wrist | |
| Her friend came up to me and said | |
| I didn' t want to stare but it' s like a hood rat dream | |
| To get to braid your hair | |
| I said keep it real shorty it just ain' t the brains alone | |
| It' s that whole thug mentality that turns you on | |
| Now ain' t it? | |
| Repeat 1 2x | |
| Mack 10 TBoz | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Huh? Talk about it be about it | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| You know what they say, steady long, steady wrong | |
| Hustle right to there ain' t nothing left | |
| And keep it tight to def | |
| Repeat 1 till end |
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