Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You see me It's that in 96 y'all U.P.T. it real Give em a lil We doin' it just that
Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City I a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth We hit em Rugged even if it's for thug lifers We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime Got the town locked with stock Around clock workers to us Responsible for many I your town with all the gold pieces Shoot the Sheriff to assure my convict releases Payin' to hold they breath, Non-cooperation is death, and no this ain't a phony Tec I'm in a full of blow niggas But I'm never high 'cause a leader gotta be up on his toes A trail of is followin' we start to swallowin' the evidentials Keep name confidential Crooked 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 take 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 face and badge number
[B.G.] Came in the clear, it in, cock it back it out, I put me an extra one in That's eighteen in tha 9, I'm ready to That's eighteen for that ass, to play hard Got the fat bullets, with the dent in the They get sent when you duck when I hear from the don't let me get that first draw, and I'ma toast ya I'ma in the jaw first, then get some more You know I bust heads, gotta it like a brand new car I got the sendin' niggas to the mall I death threats, and then I fulfill em Two hoes think they'll survive trial a witness but I'ma kill'em My nine is the nigga on side of me Hollow points is for devils that wanna me Try to swallow me Providence Memorial Park, I'm too to be caught, I'ma snort what I just bought a ride With the lookin' for the robber on the other side I'm so high, and the motto is do or die Let's make it happen, of an action Fuck I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no dappin' out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you bout or duckin' 'cause I'm sendin' 17 I'm a thug All sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged Get out tha way, start the race, it's a big paper You get the taste of the chopper strikin' you in the Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya I'm behind the trigga, so niggas in
T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to call him I never thought the snake muthafuckas would be me They a shot nearly blind me Eyes rolled like a zombie, my started seemin' timely I can't it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley be a memory, but I ain't havin' it Fightin' for my life, the grabbin' it Just enough strength to pull the trigga more I hit his cabbage and he like the Valujet I heard a nigga say he wasn't yet should have never said that My came back, like some supernatural shit I stood up, and the bullets they was hittin' me with Grab the dead cocked glock out the Pointed at the rest of and said muthafucka I'm a solja You can't me They said see I nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me? I took my vest off, and threw it on the You never see the Mac's assassination, nigga it's like
[B.G.] Get out the way or get up in serious gun slangin' 'cause the shit that I'm leave a busta brains hangin' 'cause I ain't steppin', when I come for the chop I clock, meal, and rob, Black is the mob That I'm married to, TRU to life niggas Young niggas comin' down wit shit you could niggas Peel wig off, soft nigga play hard But I see through you muthafucka I ya card Representin' I war and die for this rap It's the only thing I besides hustlin', so I do my thang Done crossed the line wit niggas I thugged We run blood out'cha body, nigga we thugs, So give us respect we comin' direct Totin' Tecs in the projects that leave a wet Gangsta attacker watch my back for the jacker Then tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta Leavin' lifeless? No, I reverse the in a double, I bubble To overflow nigga, niggas in