beanie what s up baby what s happening sigel what bout to get off baby we fittin to get off aiyo what we goin to do on this shit man let s wreck this motherfucker baby what s happenin what you want to do nigga i i wanna i wanna smash it back and forth back and forth let s do it what you wanna hear i wanna hear some of that ol that ol dear diary mr mr scarface some of that old shit you ready yeah i m ready i locks and load cock and spray hit you niggas from a block away sk to the stock away cause i know how to hold that shit empty the can with one hand and reload that shit give em the full clip these niggas is bullshit been talkin big six but scared as fuck when i pulled it now eat this motherfuckin bullet these niggas got some pussy in em see i got them pissin in they denim man you fuckin with a stash raper duct taper fuck you police and fuck neighbors move to smooth don t duck or try to shake us 2 p 8 9 ruge so don t tuck paper you heard what the man said bitch now un ask it i got to have it when hitin licks i m a savage you hoes is plastic i got a semi automatic pointed at your ass slowin me down gets you blasted for your chunk i ll trunk your folks it ain t shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do you must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers we jackers we want the money that s what we after we want the package under the god damn mattress and if the brain splatters don t matter that s what we practice blast the rocket knock off your leg tear through your forearm sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm pelets in your hand you ll never put shorts on ain t shit fair when you got to get your war on so why don t you come out and play make my mother fuckin day y all niggas cotton potatoes like augrotten we niggas plottin to hit your stash and leave you rotten i done bust slugs from all types of shit i have your ass plugged up to all types of shit and i show you dog how your life can get and every thing all real fuck what you might can get cause nothin needs to be said something needs to be done b give me a cigarette i think i need one cause in bout 15 seconds i m a set the motherfuckin alarm off and shoot this motherfuckers arm off you niggas better smartin up act like mac won t come through and spark shit up where the fuck you get heart from little bitch ass nigga started commin out the fuckin dark from i done told you i m the only nigga pushin weight and for another nigga to try to take my place is in the wake it s time i retaliate i ll make you mother fuckers pay now point me to the motherfuckin yay you lookin at a sick bastard this stick up shit i got it mastered glove and ski mask it any body move a lick gettin blasted when i m in the crib for your shit and a thick plastic i got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason you can stop screamin stop squermin or stop breathin cause i didn t come here to stay or play your babysitter i came here to split your mother fuckin wig nigga if your block gettin money nigga i want in run it in before i run in your spot 200 glocks and 100 men droppin more shells than run and em actin bad smash a nigga stash and mash snatch the bag bust him in his ass and dash un cock the mag kill him i don t need no mask we identify each other nigga mac and brad who you know but mac and brad come through all black no mask and crash your pad 8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place nobody but sigel and face you feel that yeah nigga that s what i m talkin about i know you not tired i m through i m tired and i m out this motherfucker yo i spit so real so my boys can eat you got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats little suburb nigga never saw the streets silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat i keep it the truth what s all the fakin for god damn every week i got to break a jaw and you wonder why i smack up niggas shit it s either that or mac s gonna clap up niggas what ya ll want me to do hun soften up so my raps can start to soften up shit never that dog forever my baretta cat hittin niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at i told ya ll that the truth in here recognize hottest thing in a booth in here the gooch in here aiyo it s over in here god damn somebody bring me some juice in here i used to be a drug dealer hangin in the cut sellin dime rocks gettin cash to eat with punchin a time clock in the ghetto makin small change slingin till the sun up got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up got 6 shots numbers strait crank bout 38 big boys trippin on me tryin to nigga hate this 17 year old tony montana type ain t never did the killin but still i m lovin the drama right under covers pass by thinkin i don t know the truth makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can t refuse