Dee, CJ Mac, and WC What's happenin nigga? [Tray Deee] One time... On this, Long Beach historic collaboration Dub-C, Tray Deee, Daz, and CJ Mac Real
(feat. Too $hort) [CJ Mac (Too $hort):] (God damn!... CJ) What up Too $hort? (What we gon' do with this hoe?) I feel like doin' the motherfuckin' Cha
a bitch, the man in jail No you runnin with them other bitches raisin hell I bet you feeling like a man again You fuck with J i'll stiff that ass like
thugs on it home boy gettin his mug on hey i wanna get my buzz on fuck around ill put my gloves on say no robbin how i eat b.c 32 thats my street brick
in D.C., I know what he see I'm tryin to put you on to it, Cici Just ate fried chicken, I took greasy I told this bitch I'm a Mac/Mack not a P.C. (haha
a mob year And tell me what's a shrow without a witness I only fuck with savages, soldiers, and hogs From c.a. to n.j. mac mall be outlaws [verse 4 -
, never givin' a slack, I jam joints when I live on a track Ran point when they gave me the Mac I'm on fat, never lack the realness, I sing that B.J.
I peep thugs have drugs to sell you Don't fuck wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note And Noo-Trybe
for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash you know da deal, nigga you know da outcome dub C and C Mac take tha money 'n run [CJ Mac] We gettin' close
in between hips I'm a tall glass of water, who ready to take sips? Shit nigga this what we do Convict, Star Trak, Black J's who are you? No parents [
juggalo's and roll (c'mon) everybody come see the greatest show everybody come,everybody come,everybody Verse 3:violent j & shaggy 2 dope (violent j
show see Know me fuck around with the mob for show Hit these funksters 3 times crazy and get low Cause everyday everyday fuck all that drama I hit the Bahamas for shows to get paid [J
C.U. Like I see you at the BP, shot 'em off G.P. Guns from VA, PA, down to D.C. D.O.A. if you short up on my P.C. C-74 switched 'em over to P.C. Like
2 for burglary, now it was referred to me So they play us in no way, know way Blaze up the roadways, A.C. and O.J Read the paper, eggs and OJ Call CD
, You can't stop us, fuck them choppers, We got grenades, drop one then our work will be done, Now we done handled that, let's get some herb out the mac
crew So all you niggas riding for me I'm riding for you I thought you knew [Mac:] Come around my way so we so we can sip E&J Hennessy and Coke niggas
that can slang them dolls, King Sun I gotta say what's happenin' to my girl Yo Yo She's stompin' to the motherfuckin' 90s And the I.B.W.C. My man Mac
the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy Miggida miggida miggida Mac Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy I make you wanna Jump Jump The Mac
