And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** don't end
And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** never ends
I'm on my New York sh**
Mobb Deep, n***a, Queens, New York sh**
Orange box cutter, that New York sh**
Guzzled the whole bottle, that's a New York sip
My baby mom's from Brooklyn, my New York b**h
Got that coke on Broadway, that New York flip
Hoes down South love my New York accent
And cheat on their man for some New York dick
n***as get mad, I pop in the clip
And pop for they symbol on they New York fit
With a rusty gun but the sh** still spit
Rubber bands on the handle, the New York grip
And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** don't end
And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** never ends
Get on my New York sh**
And show these mo'f**ers what New York is
Twelve homicides in a New York minute
Take a trip up top for a New York visit
NYPD, New York Pricks and Dicks
Heard ya workin' with the D's, you a New York snitch
I'm tryin'a make a hundred mil' that's New York rich
Back and forth to Philly with these New York bricks
n***as get jealous over New York quick
Ay hoe, wanna know, who the New York kid?
With the New York plates, on the bulletproof truck
Better chill or get k**ed by a New Yorker
And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** don't end
And all my n***as in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** never ends
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10
I got eleven Mac 11's, thirty eight 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac 10's, this sh** don't end
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin')
Let these n***as have it, son
(Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a Mac 10)
Alchemist, man
You'll know what it is, man
Gonna check this, let's do it
Ya all, since back then, we return with the Mac 10