Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let the metal slide
I'm layin wit' late at night
The hindus state you will die
Cause Infamous set you right
Wit' shotguns and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
The rope round yo' neck is tight
You pop out your fuckin' knives
And that way you'll never cry,never cry
Now nigga how you gonna act like
How many times you've been warned
It's murder when ya fuck wit' Chat
Don't need your sorrow or your pity
Should've thought before you did it
Ash to ash and dust to dust
You know Chat when a motherfucker run on up
Just letting you know got thoughts of red
Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44
I got too much pride to let it ride
We can buck it out til ???
You know I came for trouble
Some thug wit' the crosser
But mine's gettin' phatter
True mentality of a ghetto soldier
Don't never get next to me
Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree
I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe
Bless it be my militant Memphis when in jeapordy
Testin' me I blast him in the opens like sesame
West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me
My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries
Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily
Never breathe I guess a casket was his destiny
Money dividends gotta solve'em
I heard you niggas they out to rob man
I can't let'em get me bro
No I gotta stand ten toes
I gotta keep a strap on me
I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered
Out here on that streetlife
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night
You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan
Shakin',wakin' up and shit
Bitch I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya
Maybe you will catch a fuckin' bullet
Never pistol platin' never bent
Bitch I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day
Bitch I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flow
Call me Gangsta,Gangsta never fuck me thank ya
If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some niggas who
Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another bitch to
That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips
I never ever come up short
When it's time to jack a rudypoo
Just place the thangs up to his brain
Bitch,I'm MC Mack,I close yo' shop
I'd rather go out like soldoer
Then even fuck off wit' you cowards
Come up on me,run up on me
Nigga like you got some anna
Play that role like you so buck
And Kamikaze gonna find ya
Test if you want to nigga
Leave you in a gutter nigga
Police ain't gon' find me nigga
Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me nigga
Told ya I'm a testin' nigga
We gon' leave you dead nigga
We be like whatever nigga
Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga
If you want us come get us
Come bring it to the camp nigga
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