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to the niggas they scared
You know you wanna get your pussy ass at the car Trae
Cause you don't wanna see me and Trae da Truth
With the Mac, that'll let the whole

Push It Up!

Prince

New Power Soul

1998

who's ready to show me 
Get on down with the one and only party ambassador 
Flip styles like a spatula mac-tacula 
More Legend than a new Acura 
Body

to the crack house
I should own a McDonald's the way I bring the MAC's out
I'm from the hood where every nigga lies
Flip a couple grams, they tell you

against the odds, youngin' go and get a job
Another country boy they want back on the farm
So far from my goals but I'm close to my kids
Thug Cry for Mac

I'm talking hornets
'Cause I murder all my enemies, stretch my opponents
Microphone killer, tell em' Mac Miller
Zombies in my neighborhood, shit is like

bang and reload
Hoes set a nigga up for the kilo
Baby I'm crazy, no Cee Lo
I don't sleep, though
Deep underground ET's though
Bernie Mac's man soul,

on neck
21st and Berks, this the whole set
My nigga Dean, he was catchin' wreck
Bending corners on niggas, 50 in the Tec
We got 30 in the Macs, 80 in

and gorilla niggas
Fuck it tho, we out! You talking what he bout
Nigga making threats, it's a bet I send my
Bloodhounds barking at his house
Got a dirty MAC

it like that, suck it like this
Hit it from the back in the back of the whip
I'm a mac, I'm a pimp girl
You don't need make up
Put this mac on your

Nigga that's a fact, my guns be action packed
Blip, blap, take a nap
It's a rap when I clap you fools
Pop eleven in your back like Mac'll do
That's what

Clique? NOT AT ALL
Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all
Macs, TEC's, nine's yeah, we pop 'em all

You know Spit's got them bars
That be off the hook

Like

it up for auction
I'm not rapping, I'm talking powerful
And for that dirty money, boy
The Mac'll shower you
The Mac disintegrate, and then devour you

the disobedient hang 'em
Like Willy Lynch don't fuck with me

I'm a furnace, burning
Turn this mothafucka' inside out like
Daddy mac, mac
Daddy's back with a brand

Fast Eddie, Mac Miller, Wiz Khalifa, nigga
(yeah)
Turn this shit the fuck up, nigga (Uh)
You know how we fuckin' do
Live from the 412 (Uh) crazy 8’s,

Pac what it's like
To be ready every night
AK-47 by the window aiming at car lights
For Makaveli the Mac is ready to explode
On any mother fucker who

her, a pack of that
Righteously she brought it all back to mac
So I'm a do it back to back, got her fat
Bags are packed, posted by the cafeteria
Eatin

niggas know who own that
And it's grimey in the back, shiny in the Mac
Got the heat on me, nigga
Pat Riley in the back
Oh, what they 'gon do now? Used

and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with

me
Soon as she spoke, on that note
I saw trenchcoats one had a MAC spittin'
All I saw was gunsmoke
The other had a shotty
I was shootin' everybody

the Prada, sometimes Gabbana
You're 9-0, my guns is Valentino
MAC wavin', "Queen Bitch" engraved in (What?)
And my peeps, it increased then ceased
Then sink

and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw

I got seven Mac-11's, about eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's the shit's never end
You

of his man Lance frankie cut crack
(Woo) , Lance hold the Mac (yeah)
If fiends fuck with Frankie's packs
Lance cut the crackheads
He popped up, thought he

to me yeah, gotta story to tell

I learned to G, how to C from LOC
And after that mac
Mac I bought my first Cadillac
7-duece, 6 seat with the danglin'

is up cuzo
My dogs off the muzzle my president is black
The Lac, mac, and everything is black
I'm back for the stacks ho
Nigga call a coroner
On the e