::L. Mitchell::
G-maccin..keep flaggin’.. I’mma O.G.
Guns you ‘see’ popping
heads ‘be’ craccin’ 40’s of O.E.
and some weed to re-lax with
Blood set, Crip set….Mi, Mi, Mi, Mitch Seeettt!!!
Let’s make it happen
G-maccin..keep flaggin’.. I’mma O.G.
Guns you ‘see’ popping
Old-heads ‘be’ craccin’ 40’s of O.E.
and some weed to re-lax with
Blood set, Crip set….Mi, Mi, Mi, Mitch Seeettt!!!
Let’s make it happen
Pause, listen… I’mma prince but not the tall Piston
I’m G-maccin’… a G that’s attracting all women
While you acting hard sinning, trying to pass your auditions
I’m in the bacc, laughing sipping yac with ya’ll bitches…
Shiiittt, we all victims, trapped in a law system
It’s condescending I’m kinda sending a contradiction
like how he walk around with the gat and the lord with him
pay the cost to be the boss, but can’t afford wisdom
My ambition is my ammunition
My attitude is rude…
Symbolized from the finger on my hand flipping
Cuz ice is played out and techs don’ got boring
So I’m smoking something you ca’ detect in my urine
I’ve been blessed with my morning
Cuz I prayed for to see the day
That I sleep early that night, cuz the next I got touring
If you see me in the game…
Than the Nets don’ got Jordan!
Can’t sacrifice art, for checcs and hot porches
But look!.. give me a deal.. and I’ll give you a mil, I’m ill…
give me a look.. and I’m getting you killed. It’s real!
Still… G-maccin’ with a fitted
Bout to get the party started like when Jaccson got acquitted… wait!
Come here shorty let me whisper in ya ear
don’t get twisted like a Christian with a beer
You got an apple-bottom butt, with a strut and a glow
One leg up, make you give it up like a pro
Fucc what ya heard, I don’t throw the cash up
Bacc-shots with ya Face down and ya ass up
I ca’ make you make sounds going faster
Better watch the break-down, I’mma master
Huh..Fill up ya tank now like the gas pump
Whatever get you gassed up.. I won’t stop it
Pop shit while I get my cocc licced
watch this
I’mma crash a plane into the cocc pit
And while you tryin’ to make some sense out my lines
I’mma pull it out, surprise and let it spit at ya eye..
And say.. wait til you see my dicc…
Think you a lez than…
Wait til you sleep with Mitch
She gotta girl but I bet she ain’t seen her since
Cuz I beat that pussy up….!
Now that’s G-maccin to the fullest
Macc-10 filled with bullets
Break rules in school, they’d pass me to Mr. Willis
Break rules in the system, they’ll send me to prison
So confinement is something that a rebel got a live with
fucc rebelling! I wanna win shit! Nose in a book
Yeah I got faith and I’m putting it in crooks
Organized crime, guerilla warfare, gang unity
Every hood taking over their hood and communities
I’m a solider so I’m loving it
Not a terrorist,
but I got wet dreams of overthrowing the government
My uncle went, to prison but then got his degree
An Ex-con with a bach. (elor’s) that ain’t bacc down yet
Computer Science got Jobs paying him a 100 G’s
But all of them let him go after a bacc-round checc
The only Blacc… find anything they need to try to break’em
He too high up… so fucc! his rehabilitation
Listen folks; it’s typical
I got hard white
And his all white, ex-co-workers come to the strip for coke!
That’s why I’m…
G-maccin..keep flaggin’.. I’mma O.G.
Guns you ‘see’ popping
heads ‘be’ craccin’ 40’s of O.E.
and some weed to re-lax with
Blood set, Crip set….Mi, Mi, Mi, Mitch Seeettt!!!
Let’s make it happen
G-maccin..keep flaggin’.. I’mma O.G.
Guns you ‘see’ popping
heads ‘be’ craccin’ 40’s of O.E.
and some weed to re-lax with
Blood set, Crip set….Mi, Mi, Mi, Mitch Seeettt!!!
Let’s make it happen
Blaow!!!!!!!!!!
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