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tray savage - got the mac lyrics

[intro]
gang sh-t, gang sh-t man
ha savage, gang gang, squad

[hook: tray savage]
b-tch i got that mac, that ruger that a 30
a n-gga try to touch my chain, i show no mercy
see this ruger, i spray this b-tch it sound
like a birdie, got fiz and macs and drums just like the navy
n-ggas playing tough like boy your -ss ain’t crazy
got that thirty (30) to his head rock a by baby
got that fiz and macs and drums just like the navy
n-ggas playing tough like boy your -ss ain’t crazy

[verse 1: tray savage]
got that fiz and macs and drums just like the navy
kick your door, i take your life now were
those babies, ain’t with that foolish sh-t
like b-tch i ain’t no lame, b-tch she sucked
my d-ck with you she playing those games
run up on him, got to shake him like some
grams, n-gga talking catch him lacking he get vanned
i ain’t never put a b-tch before my man’s
n-ggas b-tches they be lying on their man’s
real n-gga b-tch i heard it from a fan
i salute a n-gga k!lling for their man’s
n-ggas b-tches they be snitching on their man’s
play with me those n-ggas pop it out their vans

[verse 2: tray savage]
i ain’t never been a b-tch, put that on scrubs, (h-ll no)
lost so many guys b-tch i show no love
see the goofy b-tch, the b-tch she wants a hug, (why you want a hug b-tch)
see a opposition he dead as the mud,( for your -ss, dead on the mud)
up this ruger a lot of crying and hugs
you were doing all those talking off the drugs
this the judge stop the b-tch, that ain’t no drugs
catch those thirties in your face, because you mugged
now a lotta crying momma need a hug, street light
street sh-t, my n-ggas thugs
gotta watch these n-ggas, n-ggas snake their bloods
lost so many n-ggas, b-tch i show no love

[hook]

- tray savage lyrics

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