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[Mac talking]

Cut that ?simply? track off

Give me a little volume in my headphones

Turn the mic up a little bit nigga I cant here myself

What? What?

alright

Its ?Macadon? off in this motherfucker

DJ WOP KLC

Feel it



[Mac]

First of all nigga fuck y'all y'all niggas aint shit

I'm the one who slash rappers and be fucking they bitch

I hate rappers who hate other rappers for making it

Record labels be dickin niggas, niggas just be takin it

Fakin it with videos, with pretty hoe's and limos

But callin No Limit tryin submit them fuckin demos

Fake ass niggas be hollin "keep it real"

I got family nigga, Keep it real to them god damn bills

I give a fuck, bout hip-hop the culture of the call

This shit is watered down like a scene from Jaws

I done been through all the phases,

Tampered with all the styles,

Niggas done soldier hated,

Mac retaliated

Tell them niggas in back with semi-autos

You dis me on wax, you might not see tomorrow

I'm like Zorro, I mark D.F.M on they back

[And whats that] That mean Dont Fuck wit Mac

They should've told you I was nothing nice

As a matter of fact they should've told you I was nothing nice twice

My rollie was dipped in ice, my g-ride was payed out

Crib was layed out before my record was out

Most of y'all go gold and never see a bank roll

A hundred g's in the hole cause you sold your soul

when your broke, your yellin at TRU to hip-hop shit

I'm known damn well all you niggas tryin to get rich

East, west, middle, south nigga we all the same

We all speak the same shit but with different type of slang

So the next nigga talk about we country and weak

I hope his momma catch cancer and die in her sleep

What?



1-2-1-2 you get your crew, I get my crew and we can do what real niggas

do

What?



1-2-1-2 you get your boo, I get my boo and they can do what real bitches

do



[Mac talking]

The camouflage assassin

The no Limit empire strikies back for all the haters

What?

We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya x7

We're No Limit motherfucking soldiers


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