Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You see me It's like in 96 y'all U.P.T. it real Give em a lil We doin' it like that
Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City I pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Ruth We hit em Rugged even if unplugged for thug lifers We be the leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher Got the locked with underground stock clock workers to serve us Responsible for many I your town with all the gold pieces Shoot the Sheriff to assure my convict releases Payin' witnesses to hold breath, Non-cooperation is only death, and no this a phony Tec I'm in a limo full of niggas But I'm never high 'cause a leader be up on his toes nigga A trail of cops is followin' we start to the evidentials Keep name confidential cops started buckin' at us Made a to a dead end, but froze 'cause the cops had us I grab the Tec and buckin' back 'cause I'd rather half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac The shot took me under I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and number
[B.G.] in the clear, slide it in, cock it back Plot it out, I put me an one in That's eighteen in tha 9, I'm ready to That's for that ass, tryin' to play hard Got the fat bullets, with the dent in the They get sent when you duck when I from the blunt Nigga don't let me get first draw, and I'ma toast ya I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, get some more You know I bust heads, gotta it like a brand new car I got the bulldog sendin' to the mall I send threats, and then I fulfill em Two hoes think they'll survive trial bein' a witness but I'ma My nine milli is the on side of me Hollow points is for devils that follow me Try to swallow me under Providence Park, I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort I just bought Take a With the chopper lookin' for the on the other side I'm so high, and the motto is do or die Let's make it happen, think of an Fuck I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no dappin' out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you bout buckin' or 'cause I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a All about sellin' drugs, nigga you get Get out tha way, the race, it's a big paper chase You get the taste of the chopper you in the face Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya I'm behind the trigga, so in trouble
T-Shirts and white caprices, my used to call him Jonny I never thought the snake would be behind me They a shot nearly blind me Eyes like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely I can't believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' be a memory, but I ain't havin' it Fightin' for my life, the people it Just enough strength to pull the trigga more I hit his cabbage and he like the Valujet I heard a say he wasn't dead yet They should have never that My life back, like some supernatural shit I stood up, and the bullets they was hittin' me with Grab the dead cocked out the holster Pointed at the rest of and said muthafucka I'm a solja You kill me They said see I said nigga feel me, and hit em the nine milli, ya heard me? I took my vest off, and threw it on the You never see the Mac's assassination, nigga like that
[B.G.] Get out the way or get caught up in serious gun 'cause the shit that I'm bringin' a busta brains hangin' 'cause I ain't half steppin', when I come for the I clock, meal, and rob, Connection is the mob That I'm to, TRU to life real niggas niggas comin' down wit shit you could feel niggas Peel niggas wig off, soft nigga hard But I see through you muthafucka I ya card Representin' I war and die for this rap the only thing I know besides hustlin', so I do my thang Done the line wit niggas I thugged with We run out'cha body, nigga we thugs, shit So give us because we comin' direct Totin' Tecs in the projects that a nigga wet Gangsta attacker watch my back for the jacker Then Blacka tryin' to and release the ratta-tatta Leavin' lifeless? No, I the game in a double, I bubble To overflow nigga, in trouble