Verse one: {lil' ya} Twenty seven twelve that's where I dwell But you had to have heart to be down From the start 'cause a n***a didn't play That hoe sh** if you got jacked you had to Strap and that's a rap b**h 'cause gee's are gee's and youngsters are hustlers You come up in the third bein' a buster 'cause if the capital ya found out about you n***a I have to take yours to make mine bigger And you can go get yo boys and they better come correct 'cause I got k's and I'm a put yo a** in check You like a p**y cat comin' up in the wood Try'na survive in my motherf**kin' hood Chorus: {bridge/lil' ya & yella boy} {lil' ya} It's the mac from the motherf**kin' hood y'all It's the mac from the motherf**kin' hood {yella boy} I'm sick and tired I'm sick and tired Of these b**hes playin' with me I'm from the three you better respect unlv Verse two: {yella boy} Daddy used to laugh till I bought the park fast Started off with opportunities I achieved real fast At the park ain't no joke I started movin' quarters Like a baller people watchin' it's my dog So he ain't callin' I'm bout puffin' as i Choke to the chronic smoke You see me comin' you hear the music Joggers walkin' by I'm still drivin' twenty-four seven Around the f**kin' block my n***a Lil' ya spittin' game at you dog hoes F**k what you wearin' don't trip of them dog hoes Them boys at mac he down with them so it's all good I'm with tec-9 we be with mac's up to no good Chorus: {2x} Verse three: {lil' ya} It's the mac and I'm back on solo tip I never fell in love and I never got p**y broke Pimpin' up on b**hes on my block From my hood and kept up the keys You know I'm doin' good started workin' with Twenty's now I flipped it to a half Now I'm a quarter bird you b**hes can't laugh So give me credit and stop try'na playa hate Gettin' jealous never talk about me in my face Talkin' behind my back I'm a f**k you b**hes up real good 'cause I'm a fool from the three The mac fat from the motherf**kin' hood Chorus: {2x}