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Just Mac (??) God, the sunlight hit the ice it's flawless
Run lights like I'm the king of New York, I'm lawless
Bitches, they want to hang like
& Yella Boy}

{Lil' Ya}
It's the mac from the motherfuckin' hood y'all
It's the mac from the motherfuckin' hood 

{Yella Boy}
I'm sick and tired I'm
on
Hey fool
Shit, coolin'
Hittin' licks, movin'
Posted up with my fools
Getting high, we just foolin'
Hey fool

I'm so used to this jealousy
Stay on deck
me rollin'
Now the truth different, Mac come through Coupe roof missin'
I'm the truth til my fuckin' roof missin'
Mac stay stuck in the Coupe
smokin' 
I'm knowing that my naughty classy
Like that
Skin tight, light bright
And you're the daddy Mac
No smack of mines over split
See the milk
the Mac, Melph, and Calio

Chorus

Second Verse (Lil' Ya):

Now I'm headed to the muthafuckin' Mac,
Stop at the Black Gate so I could get a fat sack,
Roll up
time to chill
Hit em up cause I'm quick to erupt like this
Wet 'em up with the MAC scratch em off my list
Show em, the real meaning of drama you never
started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by
nigga, attackin' ya. 
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up. 
I only do my dirt at night like dracula. 
 
I'm wanted by the feds, these
See I'm in it just to win it
And I'm in it for the long run
Hang out the window gun loaded just for fun
I catch it all of ratch get feeled get
or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley
This scheming don't affect me

I'm fresh I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than five hundred horses when I roll by
I'm calm
the blues
Can't be no baller if your a hoe tryin to slang yah-yo
Smart tymer thought I'm the one tryin to see their neck broke
Flip by Calliope
Fo-fo's
Hurrah
the witness didn't show up

Look out in drug stores (but I'm slippin') bare approach the look out
Be off the block by ten, the kite was sent
Then all those
me in the Bridge I'm bout to go loca
Left my rat beggin me to stay and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two macs
and stroke her
He came through with two fly b****es, Venus and Vicious
wit two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some Henn' to bend
No I don't care about no hype no holic bitches; all I'm concerned with 

is who's bringin they burners in to burn niggaz 

While security practice
See I'm in it just to win it
And I'm in it for the long run
Hang out the window gun loaded just for fun
I catch it all of ratch get feeled get
you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
picture me rollin'
Baghdad, couldn't picture me ?
Now the truth different, Mac come through Coupe roof missin'
I'm the truth til my fuckin' roof missin'
back right then we can boog it

Boggy, boggy, boogy, I'm goin' 65, 75, 80
Mashin' down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy
In the fastlane, I've
movin

[Xzibit]
Yo! You don't like how I'm livin well FUCK YOU
Nastradamus style, make every line come through
Don't make me spit predict your last
I got nothin' to lose
It's just me against the world baby
I got nothing to lose

Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself
See ladies in
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop outs
Got slidin' doors on that van nigga

Running niggas down back and forth
I’m like pass the torch
I got nothin' to lose
It's just me against the world baby
I got nothing to lose 

Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself
See ladies
yeah
I got nothin' to lose
It's just me against the world baby
I got nothin' to lose

Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself
See ladies