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mack daddy ju - dynamite lyrics

[verse 1]
when im rolling clean in my box thang, machete be ready
under my seat, waiting on some fresh meat
a pound of weed, is what i need
with my nerves i go in bad, i try to [?]
but i can’t cuz the [?]
i was down on beale street, a fool wants to f+ck with me
im from binghampton, so you know the suckas history
you should know that mack daddy ju, julius riding [?]
when i got the pint in my f+ckin mind
i be saratoga bound, in the mound, when i clown
smoked a pound
you better run when i come, get your ass outta my sight
cuz i got the mother f+ckin dynamite

[hook]
late at night, late at+light at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, with some dynamite
late at night, late at night, late at+late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up with some dynamite

[verse 2]
i be like “dropping off your ass” i will blast, on the f+ckin track
with my mask, dont make a move i will shoot
dont turn around, just give me the f+ckin loot
if you move you will be at the mortuary
covered and buried at the mother f+ckin cemetery
he been watching too much tv
the buster got brave [?]
with the dynamite [?]
blowin up n+ggas and sl+ts with the rounds
covered with blood and guts
on channel 3 in tennessee, all day and all night
im a crazy mother f+cker with some mother f+ckin dynamite
[hook]
late at+late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite

[verse 3]
i was on the porch outside, thinking of some evil stuff
put the blunt to my lips and took a puff
all of a sudden i look to my left, quickly, a buster did a drive+by
but he didn’t get me
i was so d+mn hurt, i could’ve been k!lled
three weeks later, found out where the buster lived
later that night i laid around, smoked a pound
looked in the mirror with a gangsta frown
it was almost midnight, grabbed my box of dynamite
sat on the curb, till everybody’s out of sight
now the streets i come, so bust in the house with my box of bombs
put my glock to his dome, took his cheese, took his [?], four keys and a singular phone
tied him to a chair, with the [?] around his [?] and his waist, lit the fuse in his face
then i found the place, he was blown apart on the leg, in the front yard
i was high as h+ll and my eyes where tired
if you see me coming better be scared cuz im talking dynamite

[hook]
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite
late at night, high as a kite, catch a n+gga slipping, blow him up, blow him up, blow him up, with some dynamite

- mack daddy ju lyrics

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