paroles de chanson Mack And Brad - Beanie Sigel
Beanie
whats
up
baby
Whats
happening
(face)
Sigel
What
′ bout
to
get
off
baby
We
fittin'
to
get
off
Ay
yo
what
we
goin
to
do
on
this
shit
man
Lets
wreck
this
motherfucker
baby
whats
happenin′
What
you
want
to
do
nigga?
I.
i
wanna.
i
wanna
smash
it
(smash)
Back
and
forth
Back
and
forth
Lets
do
it
What
you
wanna
hear?
I
wanna
hear
some
of
that
ol'
that
ol'
dear
diary
(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
stockaway
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
2p89
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
aint
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
Thats
what
we
after
We
want
the
package
Under
the
god
damn
mattress
And
if
the
brain
splatters
don′t
matter
Thats
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
Aint
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
ciggarette
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
yoour
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
(Spoken)
Yeah
nigga
thats
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
whats
all
the
fakin'
for
God
dam
every
week
i
got
to
break
a
jaw
And
you
wonder
why
i
smack
up
niggas
Shit
it's
either
that
or
macs
gonna
clap
up
niggas
What
ya′ll
want
me
to
do
hunh
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
Ay
yo
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
Aint
never
did
the
killin′
but
still
i'm
lovin
the
drama
right
Undercovers
pass
by
thinkin
i
don′t
know
the
truth
Makin
niggas
these
offers
they
know
these
niggas
can't
refuse
(Fade
to
end)
1 The Truth
2 Who Want What
3 Raw & Uncut
4 Mac Man
5 Playa
6 Everybody Wanna Be A Star
7 Remember Them Days
8 Stop, Chill
9 Mack And Brad
10 What A Thug About
11 What Ya Life Like
12 Ride 4 My
13 Die
14 Anything
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