Get Down

(Get down)

(Get down)

(Get down)

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

This Philly cat back with them black matics

Pop up with the gun in ya crib, for the fun of it

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

Two gun Gino, Desert Eagles, Streetsweepers

It, it's in the blood

(Mac Pain!)

I smack you with the grill all you feel what the .45 Hardy

45 yards of football stitches, look y'all bitches (Black)

Bullets in and out the same spot

Turn you so skinny you can, in and out a rain drop

Skinny like a smoker in and out of 'caine spots

Hook, drop, dry coke in and out the same pot

Mac with the block could hustle at any cause

Ran through bricks like Nipsey Russel and Lady Boss

Man, Tricky hustle, quick to bust you .380 toss

You can't escape hell, .357 with 8 shells

.38 long, six shots

Get ya shit stopped, get ya clique got

Get ya strip hot, you could get swat

You could get cops, **** get the shit mopped

Hit ya block with the semis and say gimme

Lay everybody down on the ground and take plenty

This four pound, make you lose pounds and get skinny

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

This Philly cat back with them black matics

Pop up with the gun in ya crib, for the fun of it

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

Two gun Gino, Desert Eagles, Streetsweepers

It, It's in the blood

(Mac Pain!)

This Philly cat back on a mission, out the kitchen

Back at it, playing with black matics

One MAC-11, one seven

A line up four duck tears with one brethren

Leave three basins of tears with one widow

Fifty cars back to back with stick-up windows

Hollow points clap from MAC sittin' em in you

Nurses gotta cut ya back, getting 'em out you

Disable ****, get staples and shit pout you

Shift over ya liver and able to reroute you

Leave you **** tubes and cables to spit out through

You know the rules of engagement, I gotta out you

Shit, how you want it dog, we can gun it out

Spit it out, have ya fucking stomach sittin' out

Dig this when the shit's on, get gone

I'm rated PG (Pull gun), pull gun and talk

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

This Philly cat back with them blackmatics

Pop up with the gun in ya crib, for the fun of it

(Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get)

(Get down)

Two gun Gino, Desert Eagles, Streetsweepers

It, It's in the blood

(Mac Pain!)

You know Sigel play with them Eagles, **** don't get tagged

Throw bullets out them dirty birds like McNabb

Bunch of **** where ya corners at

Get a rock, take a quarter back

Bring a half back you do the Math, black

Ain't no warnin' black, when I'm wearin' black, mask

Over the braids, two knives like Warren Sapp

Bring prosperity back to the hood like Buck Jay

Turn ya block to slump day, who want gunplay?

All you **** pennies add up to one thing, my dollars

Hollows holla, first class trips to Satan with flyer mileage

Guess who the pilot?

DOA Airlines, dead on arrival

Flatline you, no survivers they can't find you

Like Kennedy Jr. you kidding me Jr.

You way out ya league

Slow up pump ya brakes shorty, I'm way out ya speed

(Get down)

You **** know me, B, B Mac

**** was the name that they gave me

I'm a beast (Motherfuckers)

(Get down)

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(Get down, get down)

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(Get down, get down)

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(Get down)