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cheezy831 - mac! lyrics

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[verse 1]
what’s with the capping you know you be stressing
the will of my fist is what i be testing
i run up on you leave a knife set in
the fridge in my bas+m+nt is where he was left in
could have been stopped but he stay on floor
caught a body now he just fed to the crows
i kicked in his face that he finna need stitches
he ain’t got job so that boy cleaning dishes
i hit left with two call me mike tyson
i shoot up his crew the glock we risen
we reusing you, call it recycling
he scared to death boy he frighten
shot a hole through his hand, spaghetti+o’s
shot up his mans put a tac on your toe
gun in my pocket you know that i’m strapped
that boy think he gangster until pull up with a mac
after that money you know i won’t lack
boy turned his back get shot with a gat
i’m making him run feel like i’m in track
feel like trampoline you know i bounce back
you know that i’m bout it i ain’t finna stop soon
he wide open go ahead and rob em
your flows are so crazy like lights on mercedes
your sipping i’m spitting go y’all burnt like cooked chicken

(mexican noises while plugging his snap and stuff)



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