| Fuck
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| Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
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| Brrt
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| Doot doot doot doot doot doot
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| Ayo, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
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| Kick your baby mama door, my nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
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| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
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| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
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| Oh my, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
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| Kick your baby mama door, ma nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
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| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
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| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
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| Oh my (boom)
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| My shooters sniffin' Tie Dye coke
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| Red Fieg Pippens match the Wang ski-suit with no snow
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| Faith Connexion for a week straight
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| Yola stretches, bagging up copacetic
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| St. Laurent moccasins, flip the leather
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| Heron Preston cuttin' heroin
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| Sitting ringside like a nigga got a bear on
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| In the mess hall, with a screwdriver, case a nigga stare wrong
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| Off-White Ones that Virgil write «AIR» on (ah)
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| Cocaine pots, we doing diligence up close
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| 32 shots, niggas ain’t aiming shit
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| I’m fuckin' ridiculous
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| Fisherman knife for D-block shrimp, finger lickin'
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| Ayo, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
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| Kick your baby mama door, my nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
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| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
|
| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
|
| Oh my, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
|
| Kick your baby mama door, ma nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
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| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
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| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
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| Oh my (boom)
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| Ayo, yayo? |
| Check
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| Scales? |
| Check
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| Kwanzaa, I bought a whole wealth for my connect
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| Meet the black Paul Heyman
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| Crack crushed the hood during Reagan
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| This for the mothers on work we was raised with
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| Fathers, what the fuck is that?
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| Seen baking in the church suit, had
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| Every color flower but the hearse was black
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| MAC 13s with the green beam
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| Balenciaga boots, looking like Bruce Springsteen
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| St. Laurent jean suit, fiends
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| Roll four, fifty in the bank
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| Nigga bet twenty, he fucked around, at thirty-three
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| He got shot, to the third degree
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| Talkin' fifteen niggas with hockey sticks
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| Chauffer speak French, listen
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| Ayo, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
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| Kick your baby mama door, my nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
|
| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
|
| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
|
| Oh my, all my niggas carryin' the MAC (brrt)
|
| Kick your baby mama door, ma nigga where it’s at? |
| (ah)
|
| Diet Butcher Slim Skin, apron baggin' crack
|
| Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
|
| Oh my (boom) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mac 15s , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album Hitler's Dead, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп