niggas ''n'' trouble
Singer:b.g.
big mac and the b.g. you can't see me
it's like that in 96 y'all
we doin' it just like that
feel the wrath of a solja
got a army bout the size of babe ruth
rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers
we be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher
got the town locked with underground stock
around clock workers to serve us
responsible for many murders
i left your town with all the gold pieces
shoot the sheriff to assure my family's convict releases
payin' witnesses to hold they breath
non-cooperation is only death
and no this ain't a phony tec
i'm in a limo full of blow niggas
but i'm never high cuz a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
a trail of cops is followin' we start to swallowin' the evidentials
keep supplier's name confidential
crooked cops started buckin' at us
made a turn to a dead end
but froze cuz the cops had us
i grab the tec and started buckin' back
cuz i'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in mac
the head shot took me under
the last scene is his pale face and badge number
that's eighteen for that ass
with the dent in the front
they get sent when you duck when i hear from the blunt
nigga don't let me get that first draw
i'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first
gotta jack it like a brand new car
i got the bulldog sendin' niggas to the mall
two hoes think they'll survive trial bein' a witness but i'ma kill'em
my nine milli is the nigga on side of me
hollow points is for devils that wanna follow me
try to swallow me under providence memorial park
i'm too smart to be caught
i'ma snort what i just bought
with the chopper lookin' for the robber on the other side
and the motto uptown is do or die
pull out the strapin' and start bustin'
show me you bout buckin' or duckin'
cuz i'm sendin' 17 slugs i'm a thug
you get the taste of the chopper strikin' you in the face
get out the way on tha double
t-shirts and white caprices
my daddy used to call him jonny
i never thought the snake muthafuckas would be behind me
they took a shot nearly blind me
eyes rolled like a zombie
my life started seemin' timely
he put a slug in lil' mckinley
just enough strength to pull the trigga once more
i hit his cabbage and he dropped like the valujet
i heard a nigga say he wasn't dead yet
they should have never said that
like some supernatural shit
and took the bullets they was hittin' me with
grab the dead cocked glock out the holster
pointed at the rest of them and said muthafucka i'm a solja
and hit em with the nine milli
and threw it on the pavement
you never see the mac's assassination
get out the way or get caught up in serious gun slangin'
cuz the shit that i'm bringin' leave a busta brains hangin'
cuz i ain't half steppin'
black connection is the mob
young niggas comin' down wit shit you could feel niggas
but i see through you muthafucka i pull ya card
representin' i war and die for this rap game
it's the only thing i know besides hustlin'
done crossed the line wit niggas i thugged with
we run blood out'cha body
so give us respect because we comin' direct
totin' tecs in the projects that leave a nigga wet
baby gangsta attacker watch my back for the jacker
then blacka tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta
i reverse the game in a double