couldn't tell you what it's like no more Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before) Verse 2: (storm) At times it seems like we don'
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't tell you what it's like no more Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before) [Verse 2: Storm] At times it seems like we don't belong
out that here doing that crime take it like a man you get popped then you get that time you sayin' that you cool and you can handle it before you got
see that dog bitch nigga she gone catch hell but she gone trick, suck dick and stack mail I beat a bitch like Ike every chance I get I beat a nigga like
Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just like that [Mac] Feel
me Gotta Mac-10 and you aint even bust back And your boy got hit in the back What type of nigga is that (Hook) That's why I stay in all black Get the Mac
[Daddy-O] I confess, to bein strung out on the funk Steamin up my trunk like a tank full of skunk Blowin down doors like a big bad wolf and like a magician
was meant to be He might send for you before he send for me Gun butt you with the back of the Berretta The three fifty seven Or the black Mac-11 We drive
em spoil ya plans If a man try to stand in your way You gotta crack him open like a Pepsi where the boy? He is now envoy Like I just took him to the counter
, but they styles miss me You can bring that bitch but ya whole click'll still get treated shitty Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up
expire, nobody cry every man gotta die When they bury me, they bury me a G Rest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me Pour some liquor on
to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words were "thug for life" and "Papa pass the Mac."
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we getting respect now Mama told me they're be days like this But I'm pissed cause it stays like
bitches {ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up} Get out the way yo Get out the way yo Biggie Smalls just got dropped Little move pa*s the mac And let me hit '
they better check my background Try and stick me, Ill fill your back with mac rounds Ask Preme nigga 50 dont back down I kick it funky like fiends in
Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the f**k cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch Yeah i smell like
die tonight [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] This is nothin' new, I been in the position before Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door Different day, same shit, old mac
