Verse one: {lil' ya} Twenty seven twelve that's where i dwell But you had to have heart to be down From the start cuz a n***a didn't play That hoe sh** if you got jacked you had to Strap and that's a rap b**h Cuz gee's are gee's and youngsters are hustlers You come up in the third bein' a buster Cuz 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 Cuz 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**in' hood Chorus: {bridge/lil' ya & yella boy} {lil' ya} It's the mac from the motherf**in' hood y'all It's the mac from the motherf**in' 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**in' block my n***a Lil' ya spittin' game at you dog hoes f** 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** you b**hes up real good cuz i'm a fool from the three The mac fat from the motherf**in' hood Chorus: {2x}