Lyrics:
(É o MAC BEATS, porra)
(É o MAC BEATS, porra)
(É o MAC BEATS) é o MAC BEATS
(MC C4) MC C4
(Vamo assim, vamo bora)
(É o MAC BEATS, porra)
Mac Mac Mac Mac beat
Mac mac Mac Mac hit
Mac mac
Mac mac Mac mac minha meta é cash x2
E mais diferente aqui desse lado
Faço o que eu quero pra
, daddy, I need a Mac
So I can make my own beats
I want a Mac, I want a Mac, daddy, I need a Mac
Them Apples don't grow on trees
Yo, I'm saving for
Phara0h broke they necks
Grab the mac, beat they face, till they fuckin' cardiac. Call a tech, why you travel when I am the holy Mecc
Huh, call me the demon
feet (rari no feet)
E tô MAC no BEAT, (MAC no beat)
Eu não quero palpite, (não quero palpite)
Então toma esse Hit (yeah yeah!)
Lancei de suíte sua bicth
ride
Oh you say you got a bag watch how we slide
When it's Mac up on the beat we turn it to a vibe
Yeah we too fly from the westside
Getting too high
another batch
All these women tryna latch but I'm so detached
Tryna fill in all the gaps cause I can't afford to lack
Everyday be on my mac making beats
Uh, uh quando Rondo, nigga
Uh
You told me that you'd care for me (I know)
Ooh, this a Mac beat
You told me that you'd care for me (She know)
You told
Clout Boy Sus in the backseat
You don't want to hear, feel the same thing
Got my voice on a Mac's beat
Never know I'm falling, live for last week
Cause
Tamo no pique
Só de Rolex
Yeah Yeah
(Uub)
É que os preto ta chique
...
Nike no pé os nego só de rolê
Com o Mac no beat
(Mac no beat)
Tudo que eu
make up this Mac would beat this nigga beat face
Got a lot money in my pocket and the chick im with hot shit
And my Gang my real crazy so don’t turn into
que rapea
Sino rapea KYC ya
Señora KYC
Señora KYC
Touché, Touché
Touché, Touché (haa)
Marlon
(Ja) Mac Beats
O, M.A.C Beats
De la costa (haaa)
Hay
know say we damn mad
Dawg mi beg yuh run up
dawg mi beg yuh come up
pon de east side dawg we nuh love talk
mac 11 beat shot buss through yuh teeth
Não peita minha gang, eu tô check
Sem Casio, no pulso Rolex
O Rage no beat tá mac
Pra mob é fé com os moleque
Mato esses playboy, não é só um
her blow her back in
Shooting shit (Mac Ten)
Beat it up (Mike Jackson)
Spend my money make it back call that shit a back in
Niggas want to get me gone
over here like where they at
I get in my zone and I get lit I turn to Captain Jack
Ask me if this beat from YouTube baby girl this sauce from Mac
In
acha que não tô em casa,
A minha mente fala e não se cala
quase dou pala
Subindo o nível nessa parada
Então Toma essa pancada
Mac no beat,
Tamo chique,
I was down to my last, bitch
My twin all black masked it
We got dracs, we got macs in
Beat my case, my lawyer taxin'
Walk with cape, can't save my
Swerve in the coupe with the Glock and the mac
Making the beat got the drums and bounce
Paying for feats send it to my account
I wanna marry you I want
(Ooh, this a Mac beat)
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
See, it's a lot of shit left me scarred
I need chains to protect my heart (grrah, grrah)
It's a lot
If you wanna hear some Boogie, then I know the place
It's just an old piano and a knocked out bass
The drummer man's a guy they call eight beat Mac
las tias
Mac crea on the beat, mac crea, mac crea on the beat
X A V I E L W O xavielwo
Dimelo jey la movie en play
Paso a buscar a mi bebecita
Porque
cash
Liga minha banca
Ceifadores te matam na track
No seu telhado chuva de bala
No meu telhado chuva de cash
Chuva de cash
Mano to Mac
Beat que
Yoooo
A listen dawg
I need you to go to the MF go on break or go outside right now
I just wrote some shit cuz to one of Macs beat listen aye check me
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