Guess who the pillot? DOA Airlines, dead on arrival
(Scratching) 'get down'
This Philly cat back with them blackmatics
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click BOOM
Chorus
Throw bullets out them dirty birds like McNabb
Two guns you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
This Philly cat back with them blackmatics
45 Yards of football stitches, look ya'll bitches (Black)
(Scratching) 'get down'
Back at it, playing with blackmatics
This Philly cat back with them blackmatics
This Philly cat back with them blackmatics
Over the braids two nines like Warren Sapp
Bullets in and out the same spot
You know the rules of engagement I gotta out you
This Philly cat back on a mission, out the kitchen
38 Long six shots
Nurses gotta cut ya back getting out you
(Scratching) 'get down'
Hollows holla, first class trip to satan with flyer mileage
Leave three basins of tears from one widow
Skinny like a smoker in and out of cain spots
Hook, drop, dry coke in and out the same pot
(Scratching) 'get down'
Two guns you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
Hollow points clap from Mac sittin' em in you
Lay everybody down on the ground and take plenty
Slow up pump ya brakes shorty, I'm ya way out ya speed
Chorus
Disable niggaz get staples and shit patch you
Get a whop, take a quarter back, bring a half back you do the math black
You cant escape hell, 357 with 8 shells
Mac with the block could hustle at any cause
Shift over ya liver and able to reroute you
Hit ya block with two semis and say gimme
I'll smack you in the grill or you'll feel the 45 harding
Bring prosperity back to the hood like Buck Jay
This four pound make you lose pounds and get skinny
Aint no warnin' black, when Im wearin' black mask
(Shit) how you want it dog? We can gun it out
(Scratching) 'get down'
Get ya strip hot, you could get swat
Dig this when the shits on, get gone
Spit it out, have ya fucking stomach sitting out
I'm rated PG, pull on-get gone
Pop up with the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
A line up four buck tears for one bredren
Like Kennedy Jr. you kidding me Jr
Chorus
Get ya shit stopped, get ya clique got
Turn ya block to slump day, who want gunplay?
You know Sigel play with them eagles, niggaz don't get tagged
Leave you niggz tubes and cables to spit out through
Two guns you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
Pop up with the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
Two guns you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click BOOM
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click BOOM
(Man) Tricky hustle, quick to bust you 380 toss
50 Cars back to back with stick-up windows
One Mac eleven, one seven
Ran through bricks like Nitsie Russel and Lady Boss
(Scratching) 'get down'
You could get cops, niggaz get ya shit mopped
All you niggaz pennies add up to one thing my dollars
Flatline you, no survivers they cant find you
You way out ya league
Pop up with the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
Bunch of niggaz where ya corners at
(Scratching) 'get down'
Pop up with the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
Turn you so skinny you can, in and out of rain drop
