Lyrics:
I'm gettin' cheese this ain't Mac
No
Playin no games with these acts
Try me get chopped like an ax
Lookin like Friday the 13th
It's lookin' scary
demons
Heman got hella bags shopping spree man
Hey man where did you get all of yo bands
Finance there's hella screens like it's imax
I Mac I Mac these
w dół (serca w górę w dół)
Po tych co chcą a dosyć mają bzdur (dosyć dosyć dosyć dosyć)
Serca mać w górę serca w dół
Serca mać w górę serca w dół
never faded yet I'm fading out
Life so waste, we can't live without
Wushy's right, too many fading now
RIP X, RIP Peep, RIP Mac, damn
RIP X, RIP Peep, RIP
Runnin up a check
I'm doin laps
Ak47s Mac 11s and them Tecs
Runnin up a check
I'm doin laps
Ak47s Mac 11s and them Tecs
Runnin up a check
I'm
s***
(Spazzin' out, Pluto, spazzin' out, Pluto)
Got a MAC
Got a pack
Wanna cash
Wanna racks
(Yeh, Yeh, Yeh, Yeh)
Got a MAC
Got a pack
Wanna cash
Wanna
what I say the Mac is in control
I'm the controlla she keeps me in her soul yes
I'm the controlla she keeps me in her soul yes
I'm the controlla she
Yadidaa
Bitch bitch bitch I do da Mac shit
Bitch bitch I'm like bitch I do da Mac shit
Uhhghh
Cold as ice
I thrust you once ho I'm going to thrust
Brought out da mac
He runnin' he gunnin'
Put two in his back
I be making a stack
They see that I'm grinding they know who I am
I'm cashing the cheque
Mac I'm making history Let's go Hey
I'm talking shit and now they tryna get to me
Mac rich don't stop you can do it I tell myself one day that imma
a Mac dawg
U can put long live on his name all u want
But he ain't boming bk dawg
Send that boy to the afterlife
Hitt up Kerbo like u got him rite
I done
Przejebali wyjebali pojebany
220 Volt śpiewam dla was tak
220 Volt kurwa wasza mać
220 Volt śpiewam dla was tak
220 Volt
Zapierdalam dziś po trawce
trzeszczy sraka
Ułan jebie jak w potrzebie
Kurwa jego mać
Zajebana Polka szczwana
Kurwa jego mać zasrana
Wyjebana Polka szczwana
Kurwa jego w dupę mać
Ty
nie ma piwa nie ma piwa kurwa mać
Nie ma piwa nie ma piwa nie ma piwa kurwa mać
Nie ma piwa nie ma piwa nie ma piwa kurwa mać
Nie ma piwa nie ma piwa
Gotta cop a chain
With a Big Mac that screams my name
I'm a sly cat the beat got maimed
Gotta sell a track 'cause I need the fame
Bundled in a pack
Seul contre tous je suis comme mac leod
Couper des tetes je suis comme mac leod
La victoire en tete je suis comme mac leod
Il n'en resta qu'un mac
the way
Of Mac Ray now
Cuz if you do then that's gon'
Be the day that you ain't found
Cuz this they way now
Hey now, whatcha say now
Mother fucker
Swear you
bons contacts (Les bons contacts)
J'commence dans la rue et j'finis sur le Mac (Sur le Mac)
Mais avant tout j'fais ça grâce a mon iPhone
J'ai beaucoup
Pussy nigga get slapped
Grab the choppa grab the mac
Hittin licks that's a hack
Flip a pack that's a rack
Pussy nigga get slapped
Grab the choppa
Đường lên dốc đá
Nửa đêm trăng tà nhớ câu chuyện xưa
Lầu ông Hoàng đó
Thuở nào chân Hàn Mặc Tử đã qua
Ánh trăng treo nghiêng nghiêng bờ cát dài thêm
motor dame un poco de alcohol
se te para el motor dame un poco de alcohol
se te para el motor traigan mas alcohol
Mac Namara
Mac Namara, Mac Namara
Mac
Đam mê
Đam mê
Đam mê
Đam mê
Đam mê mặc cho người ta cười
Hay người ta khen chê
Đam mê vượt qua nhiều lúc khó khăn
Biết sẽ không dễ
Mang theo niềm
Przyjebali wyjebali pojebali
Dwieście dwadzieścia wolt
Śpiewam dla was tak
Dwieście dwadzieścia wolt
Kurwa wasza mać
Dwieście dwadzieścia wolt
Mac-11, keine Liebe mehr
Sour Diesel, mach' das Backwood leer
Keine Waffen, keine Gegenwehr
Codein Pints, meine Tasche schwer
Mac-11, meine Seele
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