Makaveli lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Hook: Lola Monroe]
Roll the weed up (Uh, yes sir)
Throw them G's up (Throw ‘em up, let’s go)
Who my n*ggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So n*ggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
My n*ggas is killers they will run up in your spot
Word on the town is you been movin' them blocks
But we know the truth, you just a n*gga that fly
Like to show out in public and lie to these broads
We makin' money n*gga we don't lie to kick it
Got a room full of money bed full of b*tches
And they all geeked up all love kissing
And if you call her on your phone she gon' tell you she busy
Out here, hatin' on a n*gga wanna start beef
Man you're out here, on these streets like it's all sweet
They gon' get your ass, slip and they gon' call me
And I'm gon' tell em go ahead and put his ass to sleep

[Hook: Lola Monroe]
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my n*ggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So n*ggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
[Verse 2: Lola Monroe]
Queen Roe for the record better go and get better
Soldier [?] like the letter
’Cause mine leave clips in your head like barretas
b*tch so cold everybody's got a sweater
Prayin' hail Mary, all these eyes on me
But still I rise like resurrections demise on key
Thug life, thug life, let me get this mug right
f*ck type your life when n*ggas cut white, raw
I don't dump no work, she don't want that work
I mean it, b*tch, I ball
sl*ts bouncin’, checks, I'm banking b*tch, work
I’m vicious, b*tch, I call the shots
The clock you block, you shop and shop
My OG taught me how to Al Capone a b*tch for fun
So it’s Bosset Mafia, my b*tches pour one

[Hook: Lola Monroe]
Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my n*ggas G'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So n*ggas gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
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