[Mack 10]

Every time I get my hands on

I try to make you dub, with my chips wouldn't stack

Than man I wouldn't hustle

I'm legal dog - I got the same desert eagle dog

When birds fly out of my hands

And to my people dog - Ya understand

The white man can't fuck with me

I Hoo-Bang in the streets Hoo my company

Papered up beyond mother fucker's belief

A millionaire patrolling the city streets

See the flames burning in my eyes mother fucker?

Cause if you sleep on it you get these dreams mother fucker

I ain't the one like I said, "I want it all"

And like my Conrads, time to wake up and ball

Call shots, have it ready - soft and rocked

Let all my neighbor hood fiends

Come to scrap all the pots

Let my little B.G.'s run the hood spots

And if it's funked than my killers come to shut down the block



[Chorus: Mack 10]

If I throw a chicken up and that bitch start flipping

Nigga that's mathematics

Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and dippin'

Nigga that's mathematics

I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress

Nigga that's mathematics

With my super bad bitch and my house on the hill

I can add it up for real all because of mathematics



[Mack 10]

I work for mines - let my work, work for me

I make my ends - my friends buy their work from me

Money is me - that folding on those switches is me

Went out on the seat and out with all those bitches is me

I make money while I'm sleeping

Cause money don't sleep - money is up seven days of the week

Three-sixty-five if you grind than it pays

I don't mind as long as your one-o is straight

Put some bread on this plate plus a little rate

That I give mines with a tape how to grind

I'ma leave my dent in the game like ripples

As a kid, even tried to make my lunch my triples

Stack it up, how do you think I bought that first double up?

The (?) and that other shit I hustled up - mathematics

That's just how I look at it

With enough carrots to feed a whole hood of rabbits





[Chorus: Mack 10]

If I throw a chicken up and that bitch start flipping

Nigga that's mathematics

Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and dippin'

Nigga that's mathematics

I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress

Nigga that's mathematics

With my super bad bitch and my house on the hill

I can add it up for real all because of mathematics



[Mack 10]

Everything is to the good now I'm living how I wanna

I got dope around the world and got some still on the corner

If you broke come and see me, I got shit for you to do

I got a class on how to make one bird turn in two

I'm a connected shot caller - pure bread baller

All I do is try to make my money flip like quota quarters

If money is the root to all evil than I'm (?)

And money is a race on mind so I'm cheating

I don't want shit subtracted - everything added

I didn't look back for shit since I hit bird status

And now I pack clips like Glaydis with no tips

Just a whole bunch of bloods and a whole bunch of crips

And a whole bunch of bitches when I rock the microphone

And my key to success is thirty-six hard zones

With my mind on a dub, re-up and stack cabbage

And I'm a walking proof of the signs of mathematics



[Chorus: Mack 10]

If I throw a chicken up and that bitch start flipping

Nigga that's mathematics

Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and dippin'

Nigga that's mathematics

I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress

Nigga that's mathematics

With my super bad bitch and my house on the hill

I can add it up for real all because of mathematics



[Mack 10: talking]

Yeah nigga this CMR and Hoo-Bangin' for life

Nigga don't get it fucked up and its straight nothing but mathematics

Around here and incase you didn't know nigga that's money

All this mother fucking ice and chrome wheels everywhere

And if you ain't bout' that then fuck you in your ass you

Hating ass nigga, hey Fresh let this shit bump homie