Mac

Mac - Best Friends lyrics

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 [chorus]



You was my nigga now we beefin'

I'm bustin' at youyou bustin' at me

And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' (2x)



[first verse]



We was claimin' the same hood fucked the same bitches

And they knewif I hit it you had to hit it toowe was cruel

You was wit me when I first pulled the trigga

You tried to shoot twobut your gun jammed so we pulled offremember? 

I headed by your mama housefor a couple of days

Cuz the niggas we was beefin' withknew where I stayed

We was some down south niggas

Boot in the mouth niggas

The wrong route niggas

Typical niggas

We'd just make a lil' dollarsellin' weed to the needy

Everything be fifty/fifty ain't no needfor bein' greedy

You my dogha?  so that's how we played it

Niggas who hatedwe rushed and demonstrated

Why we ain't to be faded

On this mission with get moneypowerand bitches

I would ever come along with these riches that's if nobody snitches

I do a bid for youtake care of your kid for you

But damnlook what these pussy niggas done did to you



[chorus]



[bridge one]





Hello? 

(yeahnigga what's happenin'? )

What's happenin' wit'cha dogg? 

(what's happenin' with you nigganigga talk about you got some

Beef wit me nigga)

Beef wit you?  nigga you know I'm a real nigga

If I had some beef with you I'd come to ya like a man

It ain't like that between uswhat it is isyou talkin' to these

Niggasand these niggas got you....



[verse two]



Them niggas told you I blew up and I forgot about us

The same niggas who was with youand afraid to bust

How could you listen to these niggas? 	when they mean no good? 

Muthafuckas ain't even from our hood

And now you snortin' furl with em

Off in that world with em

Father forgive him he dancin' to some other rhythm

Ever thought that we could work it out? 

We would meet

But as long as you with them niggas I be with that heat

And that's deep

Cuz I made a promise to your mama when we was only 12

I would deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well

Guess I gotta disappoint herbut you leave me no choice

Callin' my crib with this "murdermurder" tone in your voice

What I'm a bitch or somethin'? 

I used to fight for you

Used to let you stay at my mama crib when shit just wasn't right for you

Look what you do me in return

I guess I played with fireso eventually it burns



[bridge two]



Hello? 

Hello? 

Manthis nigga done fuckin' hung up on me.

Y'all think that nigga serious? 



[chorus]



It's world war nigga

Once againit's the fuckin' murder prince

The ghetto commandorepresentin' niggas                      
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Language: English

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