(feat. Ray J) [Chorus] I'm in the end zone, she's in the pin zone We switching lanes and we racing through the canyons From the condo to the mansion
you don't see your dream Man don't feel defeated, 'cause trust me you can build it Now hear the words that I flow when I spit I know shorties that be
Saukrates] Amazed dudes to wack crews Lay it down Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes Shorties clockin' me Always be coming in the two Niggas from
word up check me out [check that shit out] [Saukrates] Amazed dudes to wack crews Lay it down Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes Shorties clockin
, I'm back again Short Dogg's on the mic 'bout to mack and pimp We got flavor at the Dangerous Crew camp Save your money, can't use dem food stamps Other
that I swing from the others is irrelevant For you motherfucker just step up to the M I C I'm down with Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G It's Malik and
get jacked by a nigga with a gat 'Cause life is Too Short, I'm in the house like that Shorty the pimp, was born to Mack And I don't stop rapping, one
, so it's on, gee I'm kickin' the funky shit for the gangstas only Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most And we do that coast to coast Now all the macks
I've been a dog ever since I was young I saw The Mack and got all so sprung I couldn't help it, I had to be just like that With a stable of hoe's and
-esteem nigga came out mack her Bring her to the world like a low-down nigga She the bomb, you gotta pass a ho 'round nigga Here she come and all boxers fall Shorty
loose booty They wanna be Blowfish like Hootie (Chill) Premature pregnancy is ill You never hear the other side of the story (Like) Like what happens after you hit the shorty
no explanation We show no hesitation, we're holdin' down on station Only a quip wit that ideal shit, tryin' to flip You betta chill before spot out a bloody lip Plus any other
pocket got them hoes on the pole Now holla for a dollar, act strange for the change Thats my n-gga Gudda Gudda, yeah he came in the Range My homie, Mack
weed, nigga what'cha need? Can you picture just predict how to stunt a lick, I done drove to hammon and came back with some shit, Call it yayo, and the other
, the way I call your name When I tell you shit is real you know it ain't a game No pretending, always breakin' up and mending We gon' kill each other
As the niggas they chasin' Lookin' for role models Our father figures is bases Some say they expect Illuminati Take my body to sleep Niggas at the party with they shortys
bullet and I only got one shot Aim straight for the middle like I'm throwing a dart And when I spit belive its going straight to your heart I lay my Mack
on the pole [Short Dawg - Verse 1] Now holla for a dollar, act strange for the change Thats my n-gga Gudda Gudda, yeah he came in the Range My homie, Mack