Mack and Brad

Beanie, what's up, baby?

What's happening? (Face)

Sigel, what ' bout to get off, baby?

We fittin' to get off

Ayo, what we goin' to do on this shit man?

Wreck this motherfucker, baby', what's happenin'?

Yeah

I, I wanna, I wanna smash it (Smash)

Back and forth, back and forth

Let's do it, what you wanna hear?

I wanna hear some of that ol' that, ol' dear diary

Mister, Mister Scarface, some of that old shit, you ready?

Yeah, I'm ready

I locks and load, cock and spray

Hit you **** from a block away

SK to the Stock away

'Cause I know how to hold that shit

Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit

Give 'em the full clip, these **** is bullshit

Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it

Now eat this motherfuckin' bullet

These **** got some pussy in 'em

See I got them pissin' in they denim

Man, you fuckin' with a stash raper, duct taper

Fuck you police and fuck neighbors

Move too smooth, don't duck or try to shake us

2P 89 Ruge, so don't tuck paper

You heard what the man said? Bitch now un-ask it

I gots to have it

When hittin' licks I'm a savage, you hoes is plastic

I got a semi-automatic pointed at your asses

Slowin' me down gets you blasted

For your chunk, I'll trunk your folks

It ain't shit for Mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work

Call your bluff runnin' in your spot with a detective suit

Got you cuffed, bout to show you what this tech will do

You must of thought that we was friendly

When we told you we was rappers, we Jackers

We want the money, that's what we after

We want the package under the god damn mattress

And if the brain splatters, don't matter, that's what we practice

Blast the rocket, knock off your legs

Tear through your forearm

Sit you in a chair, make your **** call you short arm

Pellets in your hand, you'll never put shorts on

Ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on

(So why don't you come out and play?)

Make my mother fuckin' day

You **** cotton, potatoes like au gratin

We **** plottin' to hit your stash and leave you rotten

Ayo, I done bust slugs from all types of shit (Bitch)

I have your ass plugged up to all types of shit

And I show you, dawg, how your life can get

And everything all real, fuck what you might can get

'Cause nothin' needs to be said, something needs to be done

B give me a cigarette, I think I need one

'Cause in 'bout 15 seconds I'ma set the motherfuckin' alarm off

And shoot this motherfucker's arm off

You **** better smartin' up

Act like Mac won't come through and spark shit up

Where the fuck you get heart from?

Little bitch ass **** started comin' out the fuckin' dark from

I done told you, I'm the only **** pushin' weight

And for another **** to try to take my place is in the wake

Now, it's time I retaliate

I'll make you motherfuckers pay

Now point me to the motherfuckin' Ye

You lookin' at a sick bastard

This stick up shit, I got it mastered

Glove and ski mask it, anybody moves a lick gettin' blasted

When I'm in the crib for your shit and a thick plastic

I got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason

You can stop screamin', stop squirmin' or stop breathin'

'Cause I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter

I came here to split your mother fuckin' wig, ****

If your block gettin' money ****, I want in (Give it here)

Run it in before I run in

Your spot 200 Glocks with a hunnit men

Droppin' more shells than Run and them

Actin' bad, smash a ****'s stash and mash

Snatch the bags, bust him in his ass and dash

Uncock the mag

Kill him, I don't need no mask

We identify each other ****, Mac and Brad, what?

Who you know but Mac and Brad?

Come through all black, no mask and crash your pad

8 clips, 4 hammers, desert eagle the place

Nobody but Sigel and Face, you feel that?

I like it man

Yeah **** that's what I'm talkin' about, I know you not tired

I'm through, I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker

Ayo, I spit so real so my boys can eat

You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats

Little suburb **** never saw the streets

Silver spoon ass **** never drawed your heat

I keep it the truth, what's all the fakin' for?

God damn, every week I got to break a jaw

And you wonder why I smack up ****?

Shit, it's either that or Mac gon' clap up ****

What ya'll want me to do, huh? Soften up?

So my raps can start to soften up?

Shit never that, dog, forever my baretta cat

Hittin' **** in they fitted cap where the letters at

I told ya'll that the truth in here

Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here

The Gooch in here, ayo, it's over here

God damn, somebody bring me some juice in here

I used to be a drug dealer

Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks

Gettin' cash to eat with

Punchin' a time clock

In the ghetto makin' small change

Slingin' till the sun up

Got to pay my phone bill, focusing on the come up

Got a 6 shots numbers strait

Crank 'bout 38

For the big boys trippin' on me tryin' to **** hate

This 17 year old Tony Montana type

Ain't never did the killin' but still I'm lovin' the drama, right?

Undercovers pass by thinkin' I don't know the truth

Makin' **** these offers they know these **** can't refuse

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