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ar - mac critter lyrics

[intro]
love this sh*t, yea
(mackhouse entertainment)
(i just been getting money, you know)
i just been getting money
you know
(long live og quees, free all the gang)
monday through sunday
no cap

[chorus: tony snow]
i ain’t really been studying sh*t
i been on some money sh*t
i been trapping everyday, staying down, on some trenches sh*t
wake up everyday with no regrets, that’s how i’m living it
hop out on the op with this ar, and get to hitting it
flashing all that money gone get him pistol whipped, pistol whipped
having a hard time tucking this ar cus it’s sixty clips

[verse]
(mac critter:)
having a hard time trusting these hoes, because they be jumping ships
had the best time of my life, shooting the drac’ it’s smooth and swift
mac critter, will get you k!lled
my name alone, will get you k!lled
know gangstas in the chi, gangstas in atlanta and in the [?]
(tony snow:)
pull a [?] reneging through thirty off the rip
(mac critter:)
i up and shoot it, off the rip
big gd, but i f*ck with crips
pour an eighth of wok, in a lil fanta, cus i love to sip
riding with seven*six*two’s, in the the three ninety*two, w*lly*ru
you slime, well i’m slimy too
you grimy, well i’m grimy too
(tony snow:)
i don’t know why they hate the dude
seven*six*two, drac’ the dude
walk em down, sip [?] head, and ate the dude
i know you a b*tch, i see it every time i look you in your face
hoe i’m on the rat race
ar hit his body, leave that boy left with a sh*t bag
on star, shooting rapid fast
(mac critter:)
ain’t stopping for twelve in the three ninety*two
imma finna make this b*tch do what it do
i’m trying to see, what this b*tch could do
put it in sport, i open up the roof
yea yea, he gone stand up and shoot
i stand up in that p*ssy, and throw up the deuce
i’m sipping wok [?], i love juice
screaming free 30 he living proof
[chorus: tony snow]
i ain’t really been studying sh*t
i been on some money sh*t
i been trapping everyday, staying down, on some trenches sh*t
wake up everyday with no regrets, that’s how i’m living it
hop out on the op with this ar, and get to hitting it
flashing all that money gone get him pistol whipped, pistol whipped
having a hard time tucking this ar cus it’s sixty clips

- mac critter lyrics

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