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(mac)Who dat nigga? What? Nigga you know me? (yeah nigga uptown)Mac(chorus)Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz? You better watch them boyzWatch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz? You better watch them boyz(x-con)See that nigga with the slugs he got the gatSee that nigga in the black he got the sackSee don't fuck with them niggas when they on they shitAnd don't fuck with them niggas in the no-limit clique (ya heard)See calio boys they don't give a fuckBut them 504 boyz they'll bust you upWhen they doin' bad they'll rob your assRun from the taz then hustle and grabThe one thing my niggas, they don't stuntBut they'll fuck your bitch then smoke your blunts(ya heard)(chorus) x3(mac)Man look who them niggas with their rag on and the gold teeth? I know them boys know meI know them boys heard of meProbally wanna murder meProbally got some niggas outside smokin' out my rideBut I hope they got they bullett proof vest onCause I be shootin' like a fiend shootin' hairon(heroin)Oh where you from dog (where you from) oh is that rightNow get the fuck before I show you what this mack likeYou niggas must be made of (? )Cause y'all just stumbled in the wrong hood trying to get your rap onTell the d.j. cut the lights onSo we can take it outside and get our motherfucking fight on(chorus)(master-p)They got me running through this dirty maze I feel a trapFoot prints all through this dirty grave with a (? )Coming (? ) with two heaters stuck in my britchesYou niggas keep on chasin I'm taking some of you with meI don't wanna hurt nobody, tell me if it's the endGod forgive my sins cause I gots to make it inTried it playing with the good but my hood is rawHead busters and wig spliters, it's all them soAint got time for the game no more hoes always in usIt's all about the fame now hoe, got you niggas jelousAll the old killers I ran with, let me show y'all the differenceGotta watch them on the streets like I watch them other prisoners(chorus) x2