Mac Mall - UntouchableLyrics

* send corrections to this typist Crest side dough Call me that dope track native The chopper I gots to fade it When jectors they hit your block And try to strip us as naked Because they take it cause the games at a minimal Shoutin the mile but you's a small time criminal Coffee needs to back off me Popin that game shit You scrounging for what got me and my niggaz plat hits Soon infiltrators Claimin they some playaz Check your shit its foggy fool I'm slammin venezuelas That got the taylor And let me louie He got that 50 shot uzzie by my Jacuzzi 95 and niggaz die for these hoojies rollin wit killaz that got my back till the end rather blast some berettas or rone a gooch to tha pen and police ain't no problem cause foo they smoking this shit got so much pool at the station I'm runnin hoes in them tricks In the ghetto surround Some suckas never saw a thousand My cut touchin these streets And you can hear the hearts poundin Untouchable [Chorus: repeat 3X] Untouchable Unfuckwitable Rage like a pitbull Heart pumped nitro I'm up and outtie as the rollaz holla freeze nigga Askin questions like where the money and the deed nigga Cause they know I'll take some (?) and soljah squeeze trigga All of this is just a reach to make my g's bigga runnin harder in the smoke tryin to find my beama throw the product into the bush but still got my heata when jump in the car the only thing that I thought if I don't hit the I 80 a playa truly be caught goin 90 I peep the freeway just my luck goin north the only way I'm goin down is if that book in the course punchin in and out of lanes husslin scrutched up my brain just the price that I pay for distributin cocaine at 1:20 passin Richmond for some CHP's with my pedal down to the medal headin back to the V hit tha (?) bridge and let my new tires smoke can't fuck wit baby capone trick I'm untouchable [chorus] (yeah check it out this why always spit crack cocaine on the street to annihilate young niggaz like me, but once us niggaz got a hold of that Colombian white gold the poison that we was supposed to have smoked got sold. Now ain't that cold game how that cocaine that was supposed to take us out got us havin thangs, yeah I went from starving po to a playa wit major papa untouchable) I got a 30 year sentence on my head but man The chances that you take up in this yankee ass game But fuck it just let me ride like a (??) Although I know one day I'll die I can't be touched by these tricks Getting lifts off bullets flyin G'z stackin in sirens In the city streets housing nuclear h tyrens Got a knock on my pager and it just won't quit a couple of big boys want a chip of (?) that I flip hussle 24/7 so all my prices is right 50 shoot out to loot out crazy capers and heists but never let it stress my mental major cash is essential when the game get cold I leave the suckaz trembling But I ain't thinking bout declining Money got my mind bent Out there flashin on my clients Wrapped In this shit so deep I feel avenge when I sleep Thinking days on concrete Instead of faces of sheet Motorola beep Cofive trace five It was my buddy t love Say baby boy pimp or die Pimp or die Pimp or die And that's untouchable [chorus]