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mjg - black mac is back lyrics

[mjg & eightball]
ha, ha, ha, ha
ain’t nothin’ but the best (ha, ha)
ain’t nothin’ but the biggest sh-t goin’ on n-gg-
h-ll yeah n-gg-, nothin’ but that stay true, playa sh-t
baby, we gotta keep it real ya know what i’m saying
go on with your sh-t g (ooh)
mjg is in your sh-t
ain’t no use in talkin that ill sh-t
yeah, listen to this man he the real sh-t, it’s so real
mjg, soak that sh-t up n-gg- (ooh)

[mjg]
big sp-ce-age pimpin’ i’m schoolin’ and teachin’ b-tches
these hoes on they toes suppose to bring riches
to a n-gg- like me, mj f-ckin’ g
get down on your knees, advance to suck a d (ooh)
take ya draws off baby, i’m comin’ to knock it off
that is if ya dyk- -ss friend don’t block it off
it’s the big d-ck bandit, larger than real life
you f-ckin’ one of my hoes, i’m f-ckin’ ya real wife (ooh)
feels nice, to hold that -ss just like africa
something like the motherland, i’m goin’ back to her
top-notch school for hoes who boost clothes
rob n-gg-s throws or killers that kick doors (ooh)
or the property, of any imposter who think he stoppin’ me
eleven million volts of hatin’ that ain’t shockin’ me
nothin’ like a quality b-tch to break tricks
control by a pimp -ss n-gg- who take sh-t (ooh)
i’m reliable, hoes close ya mouth and don’t speak
i’ll work you non-stop in the streets for twelve weeks
here’s the plan, find me a woman with lots of cl-ss
who knows how to carry herself with lots of -ss (ooh)

[chorus 1: mjg & (eightball)]
the black mac is back, (he’s comin’ with twenty hoes)
cars and condos, (down with ten toes)
braids and afros, (fades and perm rolls)
p-ssy that turn gold, (a n-gg- that sittin’ dro) [ooh]

[chorus 2: mjg & (eightball)]
the black mac is back, (prepare to come strong)
keepin’ it goin’ on, (up in his home zone)
b-tches be gettin’ boned, (tricks be needing loans)
all my hoes grown, (leave me the f-ck alone) [ooh]

[eightball]
now who be the n-gg- with the six-pack of hoes
doing anything for a little something up they nose, clothes
ridin’ clean on vogues, drinkin mo’s
in the presidential suite givin’ private shows (ooh)
mississippi, chi-town, new york, to l.a.
freaky hoes love kissin’ on my big bel-lay
every summer in a hummer, flippin’ texas beaches
seventy-eighter to decatur tryin’ to pick me some peaches (ooh)
shake hoes in diguise, show me some love
ugly hoes turn to models when they walk in the club
high paid, non-educated b-tch with an att-tude
b-tt motherf-cking naked talkin’ bout i’m actin’ rude (ooh)
i be the n-gg- in the corner with the hennessey
did like that “men in black” stick erasing memory
con i pop, tryin’ to increase the flock
workin’ hard to do better so the cheddar won’t stop
this for bout the king-sized beds and rides
gettin’ live up in dies kickin’ sh-t with my guys
over time i done made profit slangin’ p-ssy
tell the world the black fat mac is back baby (ooh)

[chorus 1]

[mjg]
as the cash keeps comin’, i’m keepin’ the b-tches fed
room with the bed, some shelter over they head
if you scared ho let it be known before long
tuck ya tail into ya -ss go on, on (ooh)
weak coward, ya false as game is goin’ sour
came back empty, from workin’ for twelve hours
don’t nothin’ but the b-tches move as i improve
f-ck what society say, i make the rules (ooh)
i’m too cool to be a busta, must a n-gg- try me
you shot thirty times, the bullets went right by me
ya better run this my town, it’s goin’ down
don’t forget ya gun, hundreds of killers i be around (ooh)
oh wait, wanna jump up, itchin’ to pop the trunk up
reaching to pull the pump up, hittin’ whoever run up
gun up a whole crew of the troop who was on attack
prepare to smoke a sack, the black mac is back (ooh)

[chorus 1]

[chorus 2]

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