We Can Never Be Friends )
Mack 10 Lyrics


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(All gravy nigga, fuck)
Fuck them niggas cause they bitch made anyway
Can't come in tha hood, I hope he got an A-K
He crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dime

Then he ran to those white folks sayin' I tried
I Stunna one of a kind you muthafucka
Catch me in tha summer in a rag top hummer
Nigga pack yo tools, nigga pay yo dues

Been a G about this gangsta shit, it ain't no rules




Nigga cook yo food, hard ki's we move
Then yo get up on tha stand

Overall Meaning

"Mack 10's song We Can Never Be Friends" is a hardcore gangsta rap song where the lyrics revolve around violence, loyalty, and betrayal. In the opening lines of the song, Mack 10 raps about his contempt for dishonest and cowardly individuals, referring to them as "bitch made." He goes on to threaten anyone who crosses the line, suggesting that they might suffer violent retribution, which may come in the form of an AK-47 assault rifle. This line is particularly revealing about the violent world of gangsta rap and the extent to which gun violence permeates it.


The song also touches on the theme of betrayal, as Mack 10 talks about a person who "dropped a dime," meaning that they snitched on him to the law. This facet of the lyrics is indicative of the gangsta lifestyle, which often involves shady and illegal activities, and the harsh consequences that come with them. Mack 10 emphatically asserts his loyalty to Stunna, who is presumably his close friend, and proclaims that he is ready to pay the price for being a gangsta and never snitch on his fellow gang members.


The song is full of intense images of aggression and bravado, which gives insight into the hyper-masculine and competitive world of gangsta rap.


Line by Line Meaning

(All gravy nigga, fuck)
Everything's good, but fuck those guys because they're weak and not worth our time.


Fuck them niggas cause they bitch made anyway
We don't like those guys because they are weak and cowardly.


Can't come in tha hood, I hope he got an A-K
They cannot come into our neighborhood unless they have a powerful weapon to protect themselves.


He crossed tha line, nigga dropped a dime
He did something wrong and ended up snitching on us.


Then he ran to those white folks sayin' I tried
He went to the police and accused us of something we didn't do.


I Stunna one of a kind you muthafucka
I am a unique and special person, unlike you.


Catch me in tha summer in a rag top hummer
You can find me cruising around in my fancy car during the summertime.


Nigga pack yo tools, nigga pay yo dues
You need to come prepared and be willing to work hard to earn respect in this gangster lifestyle.


Been a G about this gangsta shit, it ain't no rules
I have always been a true gangster and know that there are no set rules in this lifestyle.


Nigga cook yo food, hard ki's we move
Cook your own drugs and we will move them for you.


Then yo get up on tha stand
Then, if you get caught, you might have to testify in court.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: A. NELSON, B. THOMAS, BRYAN WILLIAMS, DEDRICK D'MON ROLISON, K. MOORE

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