Woof! lyrics

[Mac]
No Limit black sheep played the back seat for months
Stayed away from the Tanqueray b*tches and blunts
Still Mac n*gga ain't nothin' changed
Got the rings and the gold chains
Now b*tches want to know my whole name
I penetrate em then I disintegrate em
I let the next n*gga date em 'cause I don't hate em
I spit voodoo to the most hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I rippin' off clothes
You f*ckin' with the realest, from lyrical spillers
To killers and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerrillas
From villains to chillers, we made millions
And paid killers to protect scrilla
So what the f*ck you talk about winners?
You hear that word camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shell shocked 'cause it's in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in blood
Throw your hood up if you a thug
And all them n*ggas say

[Chorus: Mac]
You see a soldier on the streets holler
You hear them soldiers on them beats holler
Every time them soldiers speak holler