[talking]
gangsta? (haha!, what?)
mikkey finest (fa sho´)
ah king pin´s dream
mack 10, inglewood
i´m nigga mikkey
chi-town, birdman [-laughs-]
listen, whatcha got nigga?...

[mikkey]
i got a trouble find bitches in the kitchen and they cooking it row
realisting feams like stitches with the hooker in they chow
fuck the law, man - i´m known for cooking it row
til the cops just chill - i got something for y´all
i got a bentley and the hummer and they sittin on ´em daters
i got a hot power lawyer with the million retater
douth-south, westside - man, i own my city
got judges on my pay roll like they own the nigga
it´s a professional with my game, i ball with the best
birdman, down-south - mack 10 out west
fuck with my money, put to put the mack to yo´ chest
want war? i take it there - or rather tattooed to there
see them cash money niggas - how can i iced like ´em
cooking coke from the pill-up, it´s got a prices like ´em
you know a nigga whoopise - i got a wife like him
you heard a micheal jordan right! - i got a life like him
i´ma mothafuckin hustla - y´all know the game
chi-town mikkey flow - y´all know my name
game is risky but a nigga rather died the fame
and live life - broken hungry out here, cracking for bread

[mikkey (chorus)] 2x
it´s a king pin´s dream - coke and feminines
belley´s on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
so, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems
but the thing about it dream - it ain´t all watta seem

[mack 10]
(yo, yo, yo)
when it comes to drugs - these reppers ain´t get none but fo´
ohhh square ass nigga and full of brains are sold
i know ´em feds is on heat but i don´t give a fuck
i´m so deep in the game it´s like my name is stuck
from crack, more then likey is a suggestion of sell
i gives a fuck - who ya breaking and disso skell
i live life like a king pin weed but raw
i´m the richest gang living them niggas ever saw
i with ya belly from toyota with the biggest and baking soda
pirates po´s full of peppers and crack folders
i´ma dope dealer - and i got coke scrilla
my whole crew can sit to at x-cons and killas
and my bitches is falls who bomb, head and coochie
rockin props, the fades - the letto pump boochie
first statis, rock rolo - when i came to the door?
and now it´s bentleys, mansions and meats to the floor
kickin gears on parley´s, while the straight pipe screen
and i had a block on lock - since i was fifteen
mack sapranos - the most of unforgiven
and fuck a job, cause dope money is how i´m living

[mikkey (chorus)] 2x
it´s a king pin´s dream - coke and feminines
belley´s on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
so, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems
but the thing about it dream - it ain´t all watta seem

[baby]
(fa sho´, fucked up, look)
my homey got marries - so, you know we aint slipping
two hoes, two bentleys - you know we ain´t dipping
lifestyle, drug dealing - you know we ain´t trippin
got killas on the row - you know we ain´t slipping
tote trucks full of bricks - you know we ain´t chickens
new cars, pretty broads - you know we been pimpin
bitch stars, body bars - we hitting and missing
big cars, superstars - cause wheels gon´ spinning
pretty honeys, bug stunt - cause the money we spending
planty bitchs and warehouse - tinning piece for chicken
riot guns shoot ´em up - for this life that i´m living
po partners doin time - cause my homeboy miss me
the feds, big trippin - cause they failed me to get me
mack 10 re-shout - til ya homey my nigga
king pin, big tymin - drug dealing my nigga
transport and cocaine - and statelines my nigga

[mikkey (chorus)] 2x
it´s a king pin´s dream - coke and feminines
belley´s on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
so, busting out the scene - guns, scopes and beems
but the thing about it dream - it ain´t all watta seem

[over chorus talking]
hmm, hmm, hmm...uh-huh, uh-huh, fa sho´ nigga
oh yeah... uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-uh, uh-uh, fa sho´, look here

[baby {talking}]
this is y´all ol´ tymers niggas, y´all know h-dash play, right!
the liquor is a lifestyle of a drug dealing nigga, y´understand
it ain´t twenty-two´s is more it´s twenty-five´s nigga, what?
even chicken from the hood - to the mothafuckin living ride
y´knowwhati´msayin, getcha nigga, come in my project see my crib nigga
we got loadin.14, for sashie, all the best up and the best nigga
it ain´t none gon´ stop my nigga..
we cooking bricks in the kitchen my nigga, y´understand
don´t come outside stunt boy.. unless you got it right boy
y´knowwhati´msayin´, cash money hot boy... and we doin´ this nigga
life, life, hot, hot, we got this (hot, hot) we got this (hot, hot)
we got this (hot, hot) we on fire, don´t fuck...