Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You see me It's like that in 96 U.P.T. it real Give em a lil We doin' it like that
Feel the of a solja, the Crescent City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the of Babe Ruth We hit em Rugged even if it's unplugged for thug We be the niggas slugs in ya crime cipher Got the town with underground stock clock workers to serve us Responsible for many I left your with all the gold pieces Shoot the to assure my family's 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 blow But I'm never 'cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga A trail of is followin' we start to swallowin' the evidentials Keep supplier's confidential Crooked cops buckin' at us Made a to a dead end, but froze 'cause the cops had us I grab the Tec and started buckin' 'cause I'd take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac The head took me under I fell on my back, the last is his pale face and badge number
[B.G.] Came in the clear, slide it in, cock it it out, I put me an extra one in That's in tha 9, I'm ready to discharge eighteen for that ass, tryin' to play hard Got the fat bullets, with the in the front get sent when you duck when I hear from the blunt Nigga don't let me get that draw, and I'ma toast ya I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, then get more You I bust heads, gotta jack it like a brand new car I got the bulldog sendin' niggas to the I send threats, and then I fulfill em Two hoes think they'll survive trial bein' a witness but I'ma My milli is the nigga on side of me Hollow points is for that wanna follow me Try to swallow me under Memorial Park, I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort what I just a ride With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the other I'm so high, and the motto is do or die make it happen, think of an action Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', yappin', gimme no dappin' out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you buckin' or duckin' I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a thug All about drugs, nigga you get plugged Get out tha way, the race, it's a big paper chase You get the taste of the strikin' you in the face Get out the way on tha double, I ya bubble I'm behind the trigga, so niggas in
T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to him Jonny I never the snake muthafuckas would be behind me They took a shot blind me Eyes like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely I can't it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley I'll be a memory, but I ain't it for my life, the people grabbin' it Just enough strength to pull the trigga once I hit his cabbage and he like the Valujet I heard a nigga say he wasn't yet They should have said that My life came back, some supernatural shit I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' me Grab the dead cocked out the holster Pointed at the rest of them and said I'm a solja You can't me said we'll see I said 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 that
[B.G.] Get out the way or get caught up in gun slangin' the shit that I'm bringin' 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 I'm married to, TRU to life real niggas Young niggas down wit shit you could feel niggas Peel wig off, soft nigga play hard But I see through you muthafucka I ya card Representin' I war and die for rap game the only thing I know besides hustlin', so I do my thang Done crossed the line wit niggas I thugged We run blood body, nigga we thugs, shit So give us respect because we comin' Totin' in the projects that leave a nigga wet Baby Gangsta attacker watch my for the jacker Blacka tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta Leavin' lifeless? No, I the game in a double, I bubble To nigga, niggas in trouble