When the West Coast first rose atop the rap industry in the mid-'90s, Mack 10 emerged as one of the coast's most promising talents alongside his longtime associate Ice Cube. The two Los Angeles rappers co-wrote "Foe Life," Mack 10's 1995 breakthrough hit, and united a year later with WC to form the trio Westside Connection, a West Coast gangsta rap supergroup. The Westside Connection album became a sizable hit, rocketing to number two on the Billboard album chart and boasting the anthemic "Bow Down." Mack 10 continued his affiliation with Ice Cube on each successive album while at the same time launching a label of his own, Hoo Bangin' Records. As the '90s came to a close, the rapper's popularity dipped a bit, and he signed with leading Dirty South label Cash Money Records in 2001, where his career underwent some unlikely twists. Born Dedrick D'Mon Rolison in 1971, Mack 10 perpetually represented Inglewood throughout his career, the Los Angeles neighborhood he called home.
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Take A Hit Lyrics
Mack 10
(Im gonna get you high today)
Relax facin, facin mind-bogglin hallucinations
Easy does it til the skull get your lungs full
Take a deep ? ? ? , sit back cos mack
Got that bu-yow shit that getcha higher than wick-wack
Is hard as stone alone, its always on
Never home-grown totin cos the streets made me potent
Down since 84 now live for 95
Got it swingin while some niggas bangin, Im dope slangin
For my everyday expenses, know the consequences
The bigger the sack, the bigger the sentence
No time for repentance, put it down
Count the stripes that I tally
Runnin backstreets and alleys thru inglewood, cali
So back the fuck up, dont act the fuck up
Never slip from the hit
Triple-six in the clip when I trip
So busters beware, never dare to have quams
With that nigga mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs
Take a hit
Chorus:
Can you feel it nigga? nothin can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my shit
*repeat*
Getcha high like a rocket, loot in my pocket
Mean like the green, bomb like the chocolate
Thai, I mack 1-0, gunho
Dirty ass lynch mob crew, new voodoo
Cast a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillas
Tragic when you catch it, runnin from my magic
Taadow! new jackin got it crackin like ninos
Stackin like casinos, bomb like the primos
Make your crack dough black, attack like karate
Always beamed up like scotty, I control your body
Leave ya numb, redrum, slug like a dodger
Nothin bomber than this westside ghetto ganga
Hundred proof pure dopeness and it seems
Heavy as a chevy, too much for a triple beam
Fiend for the microphone, one pop ya drop
And it dont stop, I cant stop
Mack 10 and it wont stop
So take a hit (Im gonna get you high today)
Shiit! (Im gonn get you high today)
Shiit!
Chorus
Got that one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiff
Need a torch to light my spliff, work the late night shift
Get my drift? had it sewed up ever since I showed up
Cookin up boulders, got a crew fulla soldiers
Claimin bs, claimin cs, everybody gs
Went from laces to deez, from mo cs to kis
What you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin
Like your sane, I sippin, funky germ dippin
Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a phantom
Ran em then I win em, all up in em like venom
Got the lotions, slow motion, hit the magic potion
Dont panic, satanic, devotions, convulsions
Wipe your whole crew out, niggas get blew out
Hides behind a stockin while the bombs tick-tockin
Keep rockin and it dont quit, its mack 10 the shit
So press your luck butcha know you cant fuck wit it
Take a hit
Chorus x2