Sup these lame ass niggas, man? I'm you Niggas keep runnin' to this rap shit, you mean? y'all built like that Y'all niggas betta up a basketball, or somethin' Y'all niggas ain't for this shit
If a nigga know the Memph I the type to front I'll put any gun to you what you want? Supply any for you what high you want? Bag any for you nicer slut
Yeah, I push hot my niggas got cheese You run around like you niggas got keys You never flipped burgers krew, I ain't heard of Matter of fact, I'll ya
I heard you spit shit but it's indirect Say my name and see where I end tech I got a lot of for this but dawg, I'm real When it's beef, it's beef when rap, it's real
Nuttin' between a lot of frontin' I I done analyzed this game nuttin' but schemes New to sell records I aim for it Put it out if it's hot, not, ignore it
We hustlers and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough gold for sho' We them gangstas who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
We them and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough flip gold for We them that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
Yo, yo this is my I eat, sleep, breathe here To tell the truth, none of us gon' leave here We die young, go to jail for 1 On a come-up, nigga and that's I'm from
I done learned from that Puff and that shit I ain't runnin' in no club on loco shit I'ma catch you when you sit put 4 in yo Catch your girl in the club put nut in bitch
Niggas wanna see the Memph go and his cool Go and use his tool, nigga, use the You could bootleg my I want me a chunk I'm not a chump, I'll leave you slumped in the trunk
What part of you don't understand, or ain't hear? Misinterpurate, dawg, I put in I got a name, and my shit sound keep them thangs next to the abdomenol
We them and that's who y'all know We get low, get dough flip gold for We them gangstas who we be We got cheese pop for R O C
We them hustlers and that's who know We get low, get dough gold for sho' We them that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
Uh, uh, uh yeah before these I was bustin' these nines before raps I was bustin' my gat before the vocal I spoke with the Why do wanna muffle my speech? Imagine my if I wasn't in touch with the street
On the block, deep wit my touchin' the heat I'm used to crack, now i'm raps huster wit beats You niggas is you catz can't touch what I reach And quiet as kept you niggas can't hush I speech
My story's too deep real, clear as the streets See my iced grill, hear my voice clear when you You niggas know me the cat who be tearin' streets Ain't nothin' changed but my name when I on these beats It's Mac
Sigel was the name they gave me The streets is I'm tryin' to teach that, kids 'Cause some niggas don't that they be clowns Ay yo, the sun don't go down we go
We hustlers and that's who y'all know We get low, get flip gold for sho' We them that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
We them hustlers and that's who know We get low, get flip gold for sho' We gangstas that's who we be We got pop three for R O C
We them hustlers and who y'all know We get low, get dough flip for sho' We them that's who we be We got cheese pop for R O C