Mac 10 Letra

And too busy touring fucking on hoes
Pull up on my next bitch with my ex bitch
Pull up on your block it's going down like Tetris
Pull up throwing cash and shit at my old bitch wedding
Pull up on a opp like say hello to my Mac 10

Give a nigga ass a little 3 p, smoke and get head by Keke
She say she wanna be with me but I'm a roll one and leave me
Fucking on all the thots see who next on my freak sheet
Pulling on all the opps see who next on my heat sheet
30 bullets and 16 ounces in this pt
Put the money in the money counter that bitch go Fffffff beep beep
And that bitch top so good I swear that I went Oghhhh skeet skeet
Then I met the plug pulled off with my drugs beep beep
Lucky I ain't rob his ass
Glogang gang ain't mob his ass
Knife on the AK then stab his ass
Batman and Robbin his ass
But he stay playing games like he the Joker
Send my young niggas through to smoke him
Niggas steady talm bout drill
Don't get killed over my mil's
I'm off a pill pipe in my wheel
Pull your ass now sprite rockin tilt
Thats why my bitch say she dont like me
She say you always in the streets while I'm sleep
Bitch you ain my momma bitch you ain't birth me
But answer this did I leave 30 G's in my jeans
Niggas think we beef cause of my tweet
No, it's just red tape on your street
No peach tree, she thought it was sweet
Shouldn't be sneak dissin bitches bout me

I just had a conversation with my old hoe
She say she don't like me no more
Cause I be getting dough
And too busy touring fucking on hoes
Pull up on my next bitch with my ex bitch
Pull up on your block it's going down like Tetris
Pull up throwing cash and shit at my old bitch wedding
Pull up on a opp like say hello to my Mac 10