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(Scratching) 'get
This Philly cat with them blackmatics
Pop up the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two guns you know, desert eagle,
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! BOOM

I'll smack you in the grill or you'll feel the 45
45 Yards of football stitches, look ya'll (Black)
in and out the same spot
Turn you so skinny you can, in and out of rain
Skinny like a smoker in and out of cain
Hook, drop, dry coke in and out the pot
Mac with the block hustle at any cause
Ran through bricks Nitsie Russel and Lady Boss
(Man) hustle, quick to bust you 380 toss
You cant hell, 357 with 8 shells
38 Long six
Get ya stopped, get ya clique got
Get ya strip hot, you could get
You could get cops, niggaz get ya shit
Hit ya block two semis and say gimme
Lay everybody on the ground and take plenty
This four pound you lose pounds and get skinny

(Scratching) down'
This Philly cat back them blackmatics
Pop up with the gun in ya fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two guns you know, desert eagle,
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! BOOM

This Philly cat on a mission, out the kitchen
Back at it, with blackmatics
One Mac eleven, one
A line up four buck for one bredren
three basins of tears from one widow
50 Cars back to with stick-up windows
Hollow points from Mac sittin' em in you
gotta cut ya back getting out you
Disable niggaz get and shit patch you
over ya liver and able to reroute you
Leave you niggz tubes and to spit out through
You the rules of engagement I gotta out you
(Shit) how you want it We can gun it out
Spit it out, have ya fucking sitting out
Dig this when the shits on, get
I'm rated PG, pull gone

(Scratching) down'
This cat back with them blackmatics
Pop up the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two guns you know, eagle, streetsweepers
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! BOOM

You know Sigel play them eagles, niggaz don't get tagged
Throw bullets out them dirty like McNabb
Bunch of niggaz ya corners at
Get a whop, take a back, bring a half back you do the math black
Aint no warnin' black, when Im wearin' mask
Over the braids two like Warren Sapp
Bring prosperity back to the hood Buck Jay
Turn ya block to slump day, who want
All you niggaz pennies add up to one thing my
Hollows holla, first class trip to satan with mileage
Guess who the pillot? DOA Airlines, dead on
Flatline you, no they cant find you
Like Jr. you kidding me Jr
You way out ya
Slow up pump ya shorty, I'm ya way out ya speed

(Scratching) 'get
This Philly cat back with blackmatics
Pop up with the gun in ya fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two guns you know, desert eagle,
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click