Bring The Mac lyrics

by

Lloyd Banks


[Verse 1]
It's about to get gritty on a late night
I'm about to get busy on the stateside
Show 'em how my Pecky n*ggas on the case ride
f*ck you n*ggas that's living on the fake side
Bassline, I go out shooting you try and take mine
Any n*gga that isn't on my safe side
Might have to be a victim on when the K flies
Another day's like
My n*gga died from a bullet in the brain side
And it changed lives
I'll find the n*gga that did it, straight life
I know you heard it on the grapevine
That I'm tryna change but it takes time
But for now imma stay fly
You cross me, you won't live to see the daylight

[Hook]
Hear the sound when the strap rat-a-tats
I'm just telling 'em my life in the trap
I don't lie when I rap
I let my sh*t fly from my flag
I don't lie when I rap
You can find Hollowman inside of the trap
I put my life on the track
I let my sh*t fly from my flag
[Verse 2]
Let me tell 'em bout the cocaine side
How I make pounds trizzing through the daytime
Or n*ggas hustle on a late grind
Feds on my case, I'm living me a bait life
Take time, trap house, cutting up the flake shine
Me and Shy tryna double up my money cause the flake's fine
Something like Deep Space Nine
Cause I've got the rocket fuel to make 'em take flight
Oh sh*t, that n*gga's f*cking with the bassline
n*ggas ain't done nothing in their fake life
I get gutter when it's playtime
Don't let my gun buck up with your face side
All my n*ggas that's suffering, I pray I
Tryna get my money up to bussing case time
All my n*ggas in the gutter, please stay tight
n*ggas beefing but we're on the same side

[Hook]
Hear the sound when the strap rat-a-tats
I'm just telling 'em my life in the trap
I don't lie when I rap
I let my sh*t fly from my flag
I don't lie when I rap
You can find Hollowman inside of the trap
I put my life on the track
I let my sh*t fly from my flag
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