Luyện nghe bài hát Mac And Brad

Beanie, up, baby?
happening?
(Face)
Sigel, what ' to get off, baby?
We to get off
Aiyo, what we goin' to do on shit man?
Let's wreck motherfucker, baby', what's happenin'?

What you to do nigga?
I, I wanna, I smash it
(Smash)
Back and forth, and forth
Let's do it, what you wanna
I wanna hear some of ol' that, ol' dear diary
(Dear diary)
Mr, Mr. Scarface, of that old shit, you ready?
Yeah, I'm

I and load, cock and spray
Hit you from a block away
SK to the away
I know how to hold that shit
Empty the can with one hand and reload shit

Give 'em the full clip, these is bullshit
Been talkin' big six but as fuck when I pulled it
Now eat motherfuckin' bullet
These niggas got pussy in 'em
See I got them pissin' in denim

Man you fuckin' with a stash raper, duct
you police and fuck neighbors
Move to smooth, don't duck or try to us
2 P 8 9 ruge, so don't tuck

You heard what the man said? now un ask it
I got to it
hitin' licks I'm a savage, you hoes is plastic
I got a semi pointed at your ass
Slowin' me down you blasted

For your chunk, I'll trunk folks
It ain't for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work
Call bluff run in your spot with a detective suit
Got you cuffed bout to show you what this will do

You must of thought we was friendly
we told you we was rappers, we Jackers
We want the money, that's we after
We want the under the god damn mattress
And if the brain splatters, don't matter, what we practice

Blast the rocket, off your leg
Tear through your
Sit you in a chair, make your call you short arm
in your hand, you'll never put shorts on
Ain't shit fair you got to get your war on

So why don't you come out and
Make my mother day
Y'all niggas cotton, potatoes like
We niggas plottin' to hit your and leave you rotten

I done bust slugs all types of shit
I have your ass plugged up to all types of
And I you, dog, how your life can get
And thing all real fuck what you might can get

nothin' needs to be said something needs to be done
B me a cigarette, I think I need one
'Cause in 'bout 15 I'm a set the motherfuckin' alarm off
And shoot this arm off

You better smartin' up
Act like Mac won't come through and spark up
the fuck you get heart from?
Little bitch ass nigga started commin' out the dark from

I told you, I'm the only nigga pushin' weight
And for another to try to take my place is in the wake
It's I retaliate
I'll make you fuckers pay
Now me to the motherfuckin', yay

You at a sick bastard
This up shit, I got it mastered
Glove and ski mask it, any body move a lick gettin'
When I'm in the crib for shit and a thick plastic

I got this duck stuck in my pocket for one reason
You can screamin', stop squermin' or stop breathin'
I didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter
I came here to split your mother wig, nigga

If your block gettin' money nigga, I in
Run it in I run in
spot 200 glocks and 100 men
Droppin' More shells run and 'em

Actin' bad, smash a stash and mash
Snatch the bag, him in his ass and dash
Un the mag
Kill him I need no mask
We Identify each nigga Mac and Brad

Who you but Mac and Brad?
Come through all black, no mask and your pad
8 clips, 4 hammers, eagle the place
Nobody but Sigel and Face, you feel

Yeah nigga that's what I'm talkin' about I you not tired
I'm through, I'm and I'm out this motherfucker

Yo, I spit so real so my can eat
You got the nerve to have a deal and just on beats
suburb nigga never saw the streets
Silver spoon ass nigga drawed your heat

I it the truth, what's all the fakin' for?
God damn, every I got to break a jaw
And you why I smack up niggas?
Shit, it's either that or Mac's clap up niggas

What ya'll want me to do hun? up?
So my raps can start to up?
Shit never that, dog, my baretta cat
Hittin' niggas in fitted cap where the letters at

I told that the truth in here
Recognize hottest thing in a booth in
The in here, aiyo, it's over in here
God damn, somebody bring me some juice in

I used to be a dealer
Hangin in the cut dime rocks
cash to eat with
Punchin' a time

In the ghetto makin' change
Slingin' the sun up
Got to pay my bill focusing on the come up

Got 6 shots strait
Crank 38
Big boys on me tryin' to nigga hate

This 17 year old Tony Montana
Ain't did the killin' but still I'm lovin' the drama right
Under covers pass by thinkin' I don't know the
Makin' niggas offers they know these niggas can't refuse