(Talking) Yeah this one is dedicated to anybody that lost somebody wether they locked up gone pasted away or just aint here no more seems like it just
G I pulled off and see some hutches on the corner But just be Cause it's buisiness as usal, Eat, p, and d But it's MD and me Drinkin and drivin the G,
Parece facil tal como lo ves. Y estando juntos todo marcha bien. Pero otra vez. Me encuentro solo con mi soledad. No tengo a nadie mas en quien confiar
In The Ear You Ain't Got To Home But You Got To Leave From Here Simple And Plain No Strings Attached I'm Lettin You Know That I'm A Certified Mac I Hit
bones in my skin Motherfucker I'm a win! One foot in the grave (grave) the other one in the pen (pen) One hand on the scale (scale) the other one on my
represent the real to take the mic flow Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody Niggaz can't touch me when I wreckin G you better flee Cause I'm gifted
to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words were "thug for life" and "Papa pass the Mac."
I kick em Niggaz die from automatic gunfire Your time to expire, nobody cry every man gotta die When they bury me, they bury me a G Rest in peace, to
get that money man (Lets get that money man) [50 Cent:] G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP
and villas Overseas and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon
bait 'em in soon as a nigga speak, That G's voice just make a bitch knees weak. I'm in my caddilac, chillin like a fat mac, Smokin on a fat sac, drinkin
feat. Shorty Mac, Trae, Ronnie Spencer) [Hook x4: Ronnie Spencer] Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes) But I gotta keep moving, moving
Nas If you slow the nigga Nas down you get Pac You take away Pac doubles, you get B.I.G You take away B.I.G. doubles, you get Slick Rick This is all a
road at the heart of a seedless star My defects made me wonder what would happen if it all cooled down Put my devils of dreams, lies, and other prisons
[Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just
the back We spend cash with each other Toss ass with each other And if a nigga play with us spin a bin with each other Fuckin right We click tight Nothin
(Low-G) Ghetto Soldier, I?m representin? from that Houston Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin? Dope, Only my God
Don, a profit im sure And '96 man it dont seem like its been I can picture you rolling up in your 500 Bens [Mac Mall:] (Mac) You gave me love on the
