Testi:
D Mac Baby Come Back

[Chorus:] Baby come back, any kinda fool could see There was something, in everything about you Baby come back, you can blame it all on me I was wrong

't get it twisted When I'm on a mission, niggas come with Mishy You busters gettin disciplined And you're comin' up short on your life When i smoke you with this mac

that Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah) I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas

Southside - I make the best of the worst We gotta share the same bitch, okay I go first Cause your, baby's momma is my, baby's momma I come through to

coat hangers [Chorus x2] [Outro: 9th Prince] We keep bustin', ain't no trustin', nobody On these dark streets.. word up Yo O.D.B., big cuz, Baby Jesus Killarm', we gon' come

(feat. Styles P) [Large Professor:] Yeah it's the ghost SP The G-O-D AZ SP, it's the ghost SP With the G-O-D AZ SP, it's the ghost SP With the G-O-D

cops had us I grab the Tec and started buckin' back Cuz I'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac The head shot took me under I fell on my back

the WWBCC fanclub You called the number 1-900-GET-DA-BOOT and you asked the question What is the world coming to How come nature hasn't changed us How come

neck broke in my book Strike, if you don't want to get hype then stay put Bop shit like like liquid lips, spit like Mac's spit Burnin in whips, sippin