Mac And Brad Lyrics - The Truth - Beanie Sigel

beanie whats up baby 

whats happening (face) 

sigel 

what ' bout to get off baby 

we fittin' to get off 

ay yo what we goin to do on this shit man 

lets wreck this motherfucker baby whats happenin' 

what you want to do nigga? 

i. i wanna. i wanna smash it (smash) 

back and forth 

back and forth 

lets do it 

what you wanna hear? 

i wanna hear some of that ol' that ol' dear diary (dear diary) mr... mr. 

scarface 

some of that old shit 

you ready 

yeah i'm ready 

i locks and load 

cock and spray 

hit you niggas from a block away 

sk to the stockaway 

cause i know how to hold that shit 

empty the can with one hand and reload that shit 

give 'em the full clip 

these niggas is bullshit 

been talkin' big six but scared as fuck when i pulled it 

now eat this motherfuckin' bullet 

these niggas got some pussy in 'em 

see i got them pissin in they denim 

man you fuckin with a stash raper 

duct taper 

fuck you police and fuck neighbors 

move to smooth don't duck or try to shake us 

2p89 ruge so don't tuck paper 

you heard what the man said 

bitch now un ask it 

i got to have it 

when hitin' licks i'm a savage 

you hoes is plastic 

i got a semi automatic pointed at your ass 

slowin me down gets you blasted 

for your chunk i'll trunk your folks 

it aint shit for mac to grip the gat and put the pump to work 

call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit 

got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do 

you must of thought that we was friendly when we told you we was rappers 

we jackers 

we want the money 

thats what we after 

we want the package 

under the god damn mattress 

and if the brain splatters don't matter 

thats what we practice 

blast the rocket 

knock off your leg 

tear through your forearm 

sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm 

pelets in your hand you'll never put shorts on 

aint shit fair when you got to get your war on 

so why don't you come out and play 

make my mother fuckin' day 

y'all niggas cotton 

potatoes like augrotten 

we niggas plottin' 

to hit your stash and leave you rotten 

i done bust slugs from all types of shit 

i have your ass plugged up to all types of shit 

and i show you dog how your life can get 

and every thing all real fuck what you might can get 

cause nothin needs to be said something needs to be done 

b give me a ciggarette i think i need one 

cause in bout 15 seconds i'm a set the motherfuckin' alarm off 

and shoot this motherfuckers arm off 

you niggas better smartin up 

act like mac won't come through and spark shit up 

where the fuck you get heart from 

little bitch ass nigga started commin' out the fuckin dark from 

i done told you i'm the only nigga pushin' weight 

and for another nigga to try to take my place is in the wake 

it's time i retaliate 

i'll make you mother fuckers pay 

now point me to the motherfuckin' yay 

you lookin at a sick bastard 

this stick up shit i got it mastered 

glove and ski mask it 

any body move a lick gettin' blasted 

when i'm in the crib for yoour shit and a thick plastic 

i got this duck tape stuck in my pocket for one reason 

you can stop screamin' stop squermin' or stop breathin' 

cause i didn't come here to stay or play your babysitter 

i came here to split your mother fuckin wig nigga 

if your block gettin money nigga i want in 

run it in 

before i run in 

your spot 200 glocks and 100 men 

droppin' more shells than run and 'em 

actin bad 

smash a nigga stash and mash 

snatch the bag 

bust him in his ass and dash 

un cock the mag 

kill him i don't need no mask 

we identify each other nigga mac and brad 

who you know but mac and brad 

come through all black 

no mask and crash your pad 

8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place 

nobody but sigel and face 

you feel that 

(spoken) 

yeah nigga thats what i'm talkin about i know you not tired 

i'm through i'm tired and i'm out this motherfucker 

yo i spit so real so my boys can eat 

you got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats 

little suburb nigga never saw the streets 

silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat 

i keep it the truth whats all the fakin' for 

god dam every week i got to break a jaw 

and you wonder why i smack up niggas 

shit it's either that or macs gonna clap up niggas 

what ya'll want me to do hunh soften up 

so my raps can start to soften up 

shit never that 

dog forever my baretta cat 

hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at 

i told ya'll that the truth in here 

recognize hottest thing in a booth in here 

the gooch in here 

ay yo it's over in here 

god damn somebody bring me some juice in here 

i used to be a drug dealer 

hangin in the cut sellin' dime rocks 

gettin' cash to eat with 

punchin' a time clock 

in the ghetto makin' small change 

slingin' till the sun up 

got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up 

got 6 shots numbers strait 

crank bout 38 

big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate 

this 17 year old tony montana type 

aint never did the killin' but still i'm lovin the drama right 

undercovers pass by thinkin i don't know the truth 

makin niggas these offers they know these niggas can't refuse 

(fade to end) 

Related 

11 Delicious Misheard Lyrics About Food 

Love Stinks, So Here Are 15 Anti-Valentine's Day Songs 

Modern Love: The Best Top 40 Love Songs For Valentine's Day 

Photos