Return of the Mac (aka New York S***)

And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Ay hoe, wanna know, who the New York kid?
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Guzzled the whole bottle, that's a New York sip

Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
You'll know what it is, man
Alchemist, man
Rubber bands on the handle, the New York grip
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit never ends

And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
With a rusty gun but the shit still spit
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Hoes down South love my New York accent
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10

Take a trip up top for a New York visit

Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit don't end

Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit never ends

Let these niggas have it, son
Twelve homicides in a New York minute

NYPD, New York Pricks and Dicks
(Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10)
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
And pop for they symbol on they New York fit
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
With the New York plates, on the bulletproof truck
My baby mom's from Brooklyn, my New York bitch

Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit don't end
Better chill or get killed by a New Yorker
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin')
Back and forth to Philly with these New York bricks
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit never ends
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Gonna check this, let's do it
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again

Niggas get mad, I pop in the clip
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I'm on my New York shit
Mobb Deep, nigga, Queens, New York shit
Heard ya workin' with the D's, you a New York snitch

Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit don't end

I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Got that coke on Broadway, that New York flip
Niggas get jealous over New York quick
I'm tryin'a make a hundred mil' that's New York rich
Orange box cutter, that New York shit
Get on my New York shit
And show these mo'fuckers what New York is
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this shit don't end

And cheat on their man for some New York dick