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mackned - american family lyrics

[intro: cam the mac]

[verse: cam the mac]
roll weed on magazines, my choppas got magazines
my b+tches in magazines, burberry hold up my jeans
you a g, you a g, you a g huh
i heard you say it but that sh+t ain’t what it seem huh
you left the hood without a word i think you snitchin’
you supposed to stay down for the hood but you went missin’
n+gga you a rat, you a rat, now the mac on yo’ ass
i had the sack in that class, i hit yo’ trap with no mask
they call me k!lla but my [?] say i’m [?] tho
i gave a couple n+ggas game that they ain’t pay me fo’
now baby say i smoke too much herb when she work my last nerve, if a n+gga don’t smoke i’ma cut a b+tch’s throat

[chorus: cam the mac]
i think her daddy got some money, but she work the pole on the weekends, and her mama she a pharmacist
now that’s one h+ll of a family

[verse: mackned]
seven days a week, heaven for a freak
looking for the dough, hunnit for a goat
i might answer when you call me or i might put down the phone
i’m a real real n+gga you a touchy [?] n+gga
step into the [?] and she always on my line, but i’m acting so vague, young mackned gotta get paid
get me some [?]

[outro: cam the mac]
i think her daddy got some money, but she work the pole on the weekends, and her mama she a pharmacist
now that’s one h+ll of a family
now that’s one h+ll of a family
now that’s one h+ll of a family

- mackned lyrics

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