Mac 11 Songtext
von Drag‐On

Yeah, uh-huh
Yo, we not done! (Uh, uh)
What up nigga?
Feeling real good right now
Real ignorant for this man
Come on Drag!


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Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11's cocked
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Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
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Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down

Mac 11′s cocked, I'm back by popular demand
God damn, I′m something they can't stop, watch
Hustle niggas say, keys open doors
And best believe, we checked the ceiling and the floor
Remove the sheet from the rock, that means we all up in your walls
Click clock, remove his whole toilet, now where the shit at?
Too many niggas claim king, nigga, run that
They mad at the rap game, they begging me to run that
But I ain′t leave the game yet, 'cause
I ain't come and leave my stain yet
′Cause life′s a bitch and she ain't give me brain yet
She licked on my balls a few times, I called her a few times
She gave me an eight ball and a few rhymes
She gave me a few haters and a few nines
A few vests and a few niggas and a few knives
A few corners on the block, can′t get what I already got
And I got them, let's go


Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11's cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11′s cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down

Mac 11′s cocked, X gave me my props
And I spit like I could be the fourth member of The LOX
I'm a bastard, I don′t remember my pops
I can go to Hollywood, remember my lines, still remember my block
You rappers fly in JFK? Okay
SK with the scope, now he JFK
Get him before he get to the city, A-S-A
We H dot E dot all day
I got a stash full of birds, a bed full of paper
A drawer full of neighbor wakers, case I gotta wake the neighbors
And make the papers, shit, I'm already famous
I′m still a fireman and my steel is still stainless
I still spit that country grammar, but I'm from New York
I'm street, I came from the ground, y′all came from the floor
That mean I′m still deeper, I await sleepers
And I spit nonstop, let's go

Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac- Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11′s cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11's cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down
Mac 11's cocked
Mac- Mac- Mac- 11′s cocked back
Niggas better duck
Niggas- Niggas better duck down