to be seven figures Man they can't stand this shit, I'mma keep on fuckin' they broads nigga' Dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They
homies, everyone who couldn't make it here today/ Lift your lighters up and say "RIP" Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me
with a Mac-10 [Hook] Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hip hop... hey... Something for you haters
me with a birds-eye view So you betta back up, back up 'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up ... 10
that nigga WC with the pocket full of spend runnin' all the gators with the new chrome feet checkin' through my rearview with my hand on my heat Cause hatas can't stand
the game young You can call it statutory When a nigga blow up, they can build statures of me Old money Benjamin Button, what, nuttin' Now super bad chicks givin' me Mac
don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see I stand
, if it wasn't on gospel, apostle or written in the Bible, then it go So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway like, don't
bust I'ma nigga that cuss when I fuss I'ma nigga that know on this globe five hundred thow isn't enough I'ma nigga don't like other niggas that
do any nigger have shoes sniff a ... and bless you gonna still stand and talk, don't know what the rest do aim above the next so we don't care what the
Ay nigga, ain't you Mac What you doing in this motherfucker Camouflage nigga what, you'll catch me in the cut Fucking shit up for every nigga, the bigger
his last word Unnerve then he done, 20/20 ain't good enough Rappers ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Felony And nobody can stand three of me Caution keep
through rain sleet snow I'mma keep gettin' dough you can find me on my grind so put ur muthafuckin' hands in the sky and if you sittin' down please stand
, let 'em have it Can't outlast our Mo Thug niggas, smoke Now fiend me the bud to gets me buzzed So what if you hate me? Keep to yourself or the haters
day, need me to press rewind What be on these niggaz mind? Man, don't get me to lyin' I seen ya kind, dopeboy and that ain't even ya kind Ain't never
four door fleetwood caddy, Geekin', while we tweekin' or smellin' the puporalli, Valley jokers what we ran with, And them haters just can't stand
Mac talking: Yeah I got these motherfucking warlocks in this biatch So you know it's all about that world war 3 nigga You feel me nigga haha My nigga
a movie.. they wanna do me.. it's on again I know it's showin'.. how niggas scorin'.. I can hear ya talkin' Niggas knowin'.. now they hoin'.. to me for offers I can't holla.. don't
