[Intro:] Hold up! YMCMB DJ Feezy You already know what it is man That YMCMB Some call it that flashy lifestyle But this is just what we do This is that everyday life This is how we live We got the bitches We got the cars Nigga we damn sure got the money baby YMCMB Mack Maine, talk to em!
Then who's fault is it anyway Don't trust what I tell you Don't fucking move And no one will get hurt Don't come in any closer Don't fucking move Cause I don't know how much you hurt my heart in 2 Alrighty then!
[Verse 1:] To beat a murder charge in New Orleans is so easy Shoomies got me spookin, I'm shootin for no reason Fuck, fucking with the flow it's like fighting with 4 demons Got 2 forties on me, my gun and my old english Bitch, turn up the level on my mike Make it rain in the sun like when the devil beat his wife See that dude with that gauge and his straight long hair Better hope like a good neighbor that stay foamed up It's loyalty amongst thieves but I'll take it if you got it Let Mack hold my burner while I shake a nigga pockets It's YMCMB and I check it if you gossip Long Desert Eagle but it's peckin like an ostrich You the type of nigga that will tell if a nigga hit you I'll throw a fuckin cocktail through a nigga window Flame game flow, you fuckin with the fire starter I divide the men from the porches, I'm a problem solver
[Interlude:] Bitch! Soo Woo Mack I'm tired of these bitch ass niggas What it be like funk?
Don't come in any closer, don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer, don't come in any closer
[Verse 2:] Mack Maine say fuck em I'm a shoot em Catch em out the club, follow em, I won't lose em I had the choppa sing, sing, sing like music They offer me lean, but nah I don't use it YMC affiliated, yeah, fuck it, that's my family Shoot you in your Range Rover, shoot you in your Camry Broad daylight, New Jack City I got a mac, turn my hood to left mag city They got beef with Wayne? Tell em bring it Diddy I got the hammers in the same bag my reefer's in And I ain't tryina live, walk my past accolades Black hat, black mac, black Escalade I only sell cocaine that's gorgeous White on white shit, like a pair air forces My Bronx niggas leave MU corpses Kendale to Mirror Marr, cocaine fortress Niggas that will kill you for affiliation I know niggas that will kill you for initiation Bad drug deals they kill you for that situation You shouldn't have put your moms in that situation
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[Verse 3:] What you saying, what you saying? I'm praying, heaven's a ghetto Made a crystals when Chris was staying You ain't the same, you wanna Louis Lane in my Louis swinging Show you, how to go from Batman from Superman So you just saying Mack and I react Like a nigga missed lunch for a good 10 months And I do this yeah like a done 10 blunts In the booth so swift, I don't get punched Ain't telling me shit, young money to death You ain't got the chips, we run in your breath Then run in your house, then run in your bitch In front of the kids, run off the steps Niggas get doubt, they plottin on loadin no sympathy Now that you know well I show what I'm mentally drowning around In the thought that it get me gunned down If he's down in the boat I proceed to be g Go on and get it, niggas could get it if we let it be Fuck an impression, I'm cool with confessing From young that I want to grow up and be me That's my slogan, I'm high in the days I write in the gaze, I put your mind in the maze Don't never fuck with the boy It's like crime it don't pay Except for my boys, will get your body today
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[Verse 4:] Untamed, Young Maine, real nigga money You got chump change Cum stains, tongue rings Wild nigga, Django Unchained I dump thangs, night at the gun range For point blank, in your sun frame If I can't find you Then I won't mind you... Off top, I take off tops A bad bitch and they swallow me like cough drops My love hot, but that ain't my main attraction Ol lil one tryina cop, I don't know I'm brick taxin What Tony Braxton, where Hale at? Oh there go Lindsay Lohan, where the molly at? When max spits you, girl will do a back flip Romantic tear your ass nigga, eat a plate of cat fish, you hear?
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