, B.I.G. said it So I made it rain till it poured Speak from the heart, this emotional rap Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that Crack! A G
-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah Life life Im living my life life Got a bitch wit an ass so nice Night time talking off your tight Have have a ''G
sing back, leave her Get your old ting back I don't know why you even started to link that You need to listen to me jammer, chips and frisk Forget the beef, allow the big Mac
bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show Cock the MAC
a sleepa, then fall out underneath her Wake up take a shower an get deepea Juice up get some power then freak her After the feedback, then I can G MaC
Mac rap guerrilla with the official flow Any beef with my peeps then let the pistols blow I'm lay back for now and let Sisqo flow Repeat 1 (2x) [Sisqo] Uh, 2G
s drink, no fights) (Party all night) Whachu wan' do? Drink up, c'mon, yeah, yeah (Let's drink, no fights) I'm blaze, haze for days Blackout thinkin' of ways to get paid Mac
like 2pac with my cap tilted cause im trying to hide the fact that im from maine but I represent the south side got a bb gun that looks just like a Mac
Artist: Scarface f/ Bun B (U.G.K.), Z-Ro Typed by: escobar188@yahoo.com [Talking] Nigga don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin' bout (Fifty-Cent
(I'm unfuckable) Un-touch a-ble out here baby Un-touch a-ble out here baby It's danger I'm standin' in the footsteps of danger Wit a loaded mac 11 stripped
creepin' through the hood wearin' Teflon Hit the corners motherfuckers get left on Niggas know, if not, they better check my background Try and stick me, I fill ya back wit' mac
left, two hoes And right you better, move! AK all day Get shot up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, damn it, I'm wit' it Khaled
Just copped a GT, album bout to drop I'm bout to rap my shit They go see me way upstate Sheek Louch: After Taxes G-Unot on the plate (G-UNOT!) The crack
game like a ol' D boy I can rock gator boots an' wear K Swiss Put the diamonds on my pinky, watch on my wrist I'll tell you like this, the G's gon'
money, gave 'em horror Recruit crooks for me Keep my finger on strap, 'Til the gat looked ugly I mash fast illy G-packers get bagged silly We pack mac
make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost anyday I could say fuck it all - fuck it all! [G-Rock] Having dealings with
I want it quiet in here... I Mark a Markyiana a bunch of funky Uncle Thomases Play like Christopher Williams cause I gotta keep my promises to stick to my roots and not dilute cause G