gotta murda to get rich And infamous that's when the game gets deep Gotta re up cop heat and hit the streets Now the feds is buggin me D.T. straight
with Mac Dre what cha say best to be secure, liquid when its pure have a taste if you aint sure [Mac Dre] We got the M A C D R E with the F I V E F Double
sayin nuttin If ain't blazin somethin with the mac I'm in the shack bakin muffins Fake the funk and get your rump roast One dose of the toast'll make
Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most You hold your toast shaky, slippin tryin
make the motherfuckin beef cook Niggas bleed just like us Picture a nigga hidin My life in that man hands, while he just decidin Niggas bleed just like us I'd
manifest When I come to wreck, ripping through your flesh techs My killers you'll never see, invisible invisible are we Unseen like ghosts, strike like infrared beams make toast
time motherfucker to die Because to me death is like sex And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a whole deck Strap up a Mac clack clack motherfuckers
: Ca y'est j'demarre au quart de tour comme les betes d'vant un big mac j'kicka sur une phase Bete ou quoi reveiller le magma. Des featurings il en faut pleins d
me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most You hold your toast shaky, slippin
the motherfuckin beef cook Niggaz bleed just like us Picture a nigga high Then my life in that man hands, while he just decidin Niggaz bleed just like us I'd
the First Union, to Madison Square Stop, chill, cuz I know y'all niggas like Mac fuckin that track Let me show you somethin dog it aint nothin for Mac
[Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just
on the wall and 99 grams left to flips that's all Like toasting a stagier I'll show you how to cut this quick Double up out this bitch The D's know me
I'm cold as the north pole nobodies icer Shout outs to mr porter, d-twizzy, and obie tricer Shady, you can catch me in the D now baby it's all gravy Still
gotta murda to get rich And infamous, that's when the game gets deep Gotta re-up, cop heat and hit the streets Now the feds is buggin me, D.T. straight
out like kamikazes We surrounded, red lights flashin, who's inside? Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin suicide Horse asked me for the Mac, he gave
