Hood Mac

Verse one: {lil' ya}

Twenty seven twelve that's where I dwell

But you had to have heart to be down

From the start cuz a nigga didn't play

That hoe shit if you got jacked you had to

Strap and that's a rap bitch

Cuz gee's are gee's and youngsters are hustlers

You come up in the third bein' a buster

Cuz if the capital ya found out about you nigga

I have to take yours to make mine bigger

And you can go get yo boys and they better come correct

Cuz I got k's and I'm a put yo ass in check

You like a pussy cat comin' up in the wood

Try'na survive in my motherfuckin' hood

Chorus: {bridge/lil' ya & yella boy}

{lil' ya}

It's the mac from the motherfuckin' hood y'all

It's the mac from the motherfuckin' hood

{yella boy}

I'm sick and tired I'm sick and tired

Of these bitches playin' with me

I'm from the three you better respect unlv

Verse two: {yella boy}

Daddy used to laugh till I bought the park fast

Started off with opportunities I achieved real fast

At the park ain't no joke I started movin' quarters

Like a baller people watchin' it's my dog

So he ain't callin' I'm bout puffin' as i

Choke to the chronic smoke

You see me comin' you hear the music

Joggers walkin' by I'm still drivin' twenty-four seven

Around the fuckin' block my nigga

Lil' ya spittin' game at you dog hoes

Fuck what you wearin' don't trip of them dog hoes

Them boys at mac he down with them so it's all good

I'm with tec-9 we be with mac's up to no good

Chorus: {2x}

Verse three: {lil' ya}

It's the mac and I'm back on solo tip

I never fell in love and I never got pussy broke

Pimpin' up on bitches on my block

From my hood and kept up the keys

You know I'm doin' good started workin' with

Twenty's now I flipped it to a half

Now I'm a quarter bird you bitches can't laugh

So give me credit and stop try'na playa hate

Gettin' jealous never talk about me in my face

Talkin' behind my back I'm a fuck you

Bitches up real good cuz I'm a fool from the three

The mac fat from the motherfuckin' hood

Chorus: {2x}