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[mac
Cut that ? track off
Give me a little in my headphones
Turn the mic up a little bit I cant here myself
What?

Its ? off in this motherfucker
Dj wop, klc
it

First of all, fuck y'all y'all niggas ain't shit
I'm the one who slash and be fucking they bitch
I hate who hate other rappers for making it
Record labels be dickin niggas, niggas be takin it
Fakin it videos, with pretty hoe's and limos
But callin no limit submit them fuckin demos
Fake ass be hollin "keep it real"
I got family nigga, keep it real to them God damn
I give a fuck, bout hip-hop the of the call
This shit is watered down like a scene from
I done through all the phases,
with all the styles,
Niggas soldier hated,
Mac
Tell them in back with semi-autos
You dis me on wax, you not see tomorrow
I'm like zorro, I d.f.m on they back
[and what's that] that mean fuck wit mac
should've told you I was nothing nice
As a matter of fact they should've told you I was nothing twice
My was dipped in ice, my g-ride was payed out
Crib was layed out before my was out
of y'all go gold and never see a bank roll
A hundred g's in the cause you sold your soul
When broke, your yellin at tru to hip-hop shit
I'm damn well all you niggas tryin to get rich
East, west, middle, south nigga we all the
We all speak the same shit but with type of slang
So the next nigga talk about we country and
I hope his catch cancer and die in her sleep

1-2-1-2 you get your crew, I get my crew and we can do real niggas
Do

1-2-1-2 you get boo, I get my boo and they can do what real bitches
Do

[mac
The assassin
The no limit strikies back for all the haters

We're no soldiers, I thought I told ya x7
We're no motherfucking soldiers