EZ Come, EZ Go M.C. Mack

[Intro: Project Pat]
Point me a tone, right dead at your dome, fool
Point me a tone, right dead at your dome, fool

[Chorus: Project Pat & Crunchy Black]
Point me a tone, right dead at your dome, fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you, ho
Point me a tone, right dead at your dome, fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you, ho
Point me a tone, right dead at your dome, fool
Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you, ho
Point me a—point me a—point me a—
Point me a—

[Verse 1: M.C. Mack]
A lotta' niggas talk that shit and end up gettin' they wigs split
It's M.C Mack, a nigga known for smackin', jackin' crackerjacks
Buster ass nigga, run your mouth, and get your ass blowed off
Watch me put my ski-mask on, cock my gat back, trick, now drop it off
Lames get buried quick, and tricks that try to test they nuts get stuffed and zipped up in a body bag to let you know your ass been had
Flaugin' weak ass niggas lookin', throwin' up the wrong sign
I'm starin' at 'em like they J-Ko, bitch, you ain't no friend of mine
Shoot a stupid sucker in a minute, don't you give a fuck about another nigga, if he's bigger you should cap his ass
Nigga like the Mac'll smack a nigga
Like a nigga smack a bitch, you cluckers, stain a buster
Smackin', crack a niggas dome with the handle of my chrome
So now you wishin' you didn't run your liquor nigga lane we poppin'
Gon' see once again I got to show these lemons who they dealin' with
Don't play me weak or soft, 'cause all my niggas keep a fuckin' yawk
Classified as lemon peelers, let's make a stain, shoot that thang
Like Crunchy said, you stupid hoes
"Easy come and easy go", bitch