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 pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe We hit em Rugged if it's unplugged for thug lifers We be the niggas leavin' in ya crime cipher Got the town locked with stock clock workers to serve us Responsible for murders I left your town with all the gold Shoot the Sheriff to assure my family's releases Payin' to hold they breath, is only death, and no this ain't a phony Tec I'm in a limo of blow niggas But I'm never high 'cause a leader gotta be up on his nigga A trail of cops is we start to swallowin' the evidentials supplier's name confidential Crooked cops buckin' at us Made a turn to a dead end, but 'cause the cops had us I grab the Tec and buckin' back I'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac The head shot took me I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and number
[B.G.] Came in the clear, slide it in, it back 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, the dent in the front They get sent when you duck when I hear the blunt Nigga don't let me get first draw, and I'ma toast ya I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, then get more You know I bust heads, gotta it like a brand new car I got the bulldog sendin' to the mall I send death threats, and then I em Two hoes think survive trial bein' a witness but I'ma kill'em My nine is the nigga on side of me Hollow is for devils that wanna follow me Try to swallow me under Memorial Park, I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort I just bought a ride With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the side I'm so high, and the Uptown is do or die Let's make it happen, think of an Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no Pull out the and start bustin', Show me you bout buckin' or I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a thug All about sellin' drugs, 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 ya bubble I'm the trigga, so niggas in trouble
T-Shirts and caprices, my Daddy used to call him Jonny I never thought the snake muthafuckas be behind me They a shot nearly blind me Eyes rolled like a zombie, my life seemin' timely I believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley I'll be a memory, but I ain't it Fightin' for my life, the grabbin' it Just strength to pull the trigga once more I hit his cabbage and he like the Valujet I a nigga say he wasn't dead yet They should have said that My life came back, some supernatural shit I stood up, and took the 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 kill me They said see I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya me? I took my off, and threw it on the pavement You never see the Mac's assassination, nigga it's that
[B.G.] Get out the way or get caught up in gun slangin' 'cause the that I'm bringin' leave a busta brains hangin' 'cause I half steppin', when I come for the chop I clock, meal, and rob, Connection is the mob That I'm to, TRU to life real niggas Young niggas comin' wit shit you could feel niggas niggas 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 the line wit niggas I thugged with We run blood body, nigga we thugs, shit So give us because we comin' direct Tecs in the projects that leave a nigga wet Baby attacker watch my back for the jacker Blacka tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta Leavin' lifeless? No, I reverse the in a double, I bubble To overflow nigga, in trouble