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Mac And Brad


Beanie Whats up Baby


Whats Happening (Face)



What ' bout to get off baby

We fittin' to get off


Ay yo what we goin to do on this shit man


Lets wreck this motherfucker baby whats happenin'

What You want to do nigga?


I.. I wanna.. I Wanna Smash it (Smash)

Back and forth

Back and forth


Lets do it

What you Wanna hear?


I wanna hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr.... Mr.


Some of that old shit


You ready


Yeah I'm ready


I locks and load

Cock and spray

Hit you niggas from a block away

SK to the Stockaway

Cause I know how to hold that shit

Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit


Give 'em the full clip

These niggas is bullshit

Been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when I pulled it

Now eat this motherfuckin' bullet

These niggas got some pussy in 'em

See I got them pissin in they denim


Man you fuckin with a stash raper

Duct taper

Fuck you police and fuck neighbors

Move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us

2P89 ruge so don't tuck paper


You heard what the man said

Bitch now un ask it

I got to have it

When hitin' licks I'm a savage

You hoes is plastic

I got a semi automatic pointed at your ass

Slowin me down gets you blasted


For your chunk I'll trunk your folks

It aint shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work

Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit

Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do


You must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers

We Jackers

We want the money

Thats what we after

We want the package

Under the god damn mattress

And if the brain splatters don't matter

Thats what we practice


Blast the rocket

Knock off your leg

Tear through your forearm

Sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm

Pelets in your hand You'll never put shorts on

Aint shit fair when you got to get your war on


So why don't you come out and play

Make my mother fuckin' day

Y'all niggas cotton

Potatoes like augrotten

We niggas plottin'

To hit your stash and leave you rotten


I done bust slugs from all types of shit

I have your ass plugged up to all types of shit

And I show you dog how your life can get

And every thing all real fuck what you might can get


Cause nothin needs to be said something needs to be done

B give me a ciggarette I think I need one

Cause in bout 15 seconds I'm a set the motherfuckin' alarm off

And shoot this motherfuckers arm off


You niggas better smartin up

Act like mac won't come through and spark shit up

Where the fuck you get heart from

Little bitch ass nigga started commin' out the fuckin dark from


I done told you I'm the only nigga pushin' weight

And for another nigga to try to take my place is in the wake

It's time I retaliate

I'll make you mother fuckers pay

Now point me to the motherfuckin' yay


You lookin at a sick bastard

This stick up shit I got it mastered

Glove and ski mask it

Any body move a lick gettin' blasted

When I'm in the crib for yoour shit and a thick plastic


I got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason

You can stop screamin' stop squermin' or stop breathin'

Cause I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter

I came here to split your mother fuckin wig nigga


If your block gettin money nigga I want in

Run it in

Before I run in

Your spot 200 glocks and 100 men

Droppin' More shells than run and 'em


Actin Bad

Smash a nigga stash and mash

Snatch the bag

Bust him in his ass and dash

Un cock the mag

Kill him I don't need no mask

We Identify each other nigga Mac and Brad


Who you know but Mac and Brad

Come through all black

no mask and crash your pad

8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place

Nobody but Sigel and Face

You Feel that


Yeah nigga thats what I'm talkin about I know you not tired


I'm Through I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker


Yo I spit so real so my boys can eat

You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats

Little suburb nigga never saw the streets

Silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat

I keep it the truth whats all the fakin' for

God dam every week I got to break a jaw

And you wonder why I smack up niggas

Shit it's either that or Macs gonna clap up niggas

What ya'll want me to do hunh soften up

so my raps can start to soften up

Shit never that

Dog forever my baretta cat

Hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at

I told ya'll that the truth in here

Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here

The Gooch in here

Ay yo it's over in here

God damn somebody bring me some juice in here


I used to be a drug dealer

Hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks

Gettin' cash to eat with

Punchin' a time clock

In the ghetto makin' small change

Slingin' till the sun up

Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up

Got 6 shots numbers strait

Crank bout 38

Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate

This 17 year old Tony Montana type

Aint never did the killin' but still I'm lovin the drama right

Undercovers pass by thinkin I don't know the truth

Makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can't refuse

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Mac And Brad /

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