Mac - Best Friends lyrics

[Chorus]

You was my nigga now we beefin'

I'm bustin' at you, you bustin' at me

And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' (2x)

[First Verse]

We was claimin' the same hood fucked the same bitches

And they knew, if I hit it you had to hit it too, we was cruel

You was wit me when I first pulled the trigga

You tried to shoot two, but your gun jammed so we pulled off, remember?

I headed by your Mama house, for a couple of days

Cuz the niggas we was beefin' with, knew where I stayed

We was some down South niggas,

Boot in the mouth niggas

The wrong route niggas

Typical niggas

We'd just make a lil' dollar, sellin' weed to the needy

Everything be fifty/fifty ain't no need, for bein' greedy

You my dog, ha? So that's how we played it

Niggas who hated, we rushed and demonstrated

Why we ain't to be faded

On this mission with get money, power, and bitches

I would ever come along with these riches that's if nobody snitches

I do a bid for you, take care of your kid for you

But damn, look what these pussy niggas done did to you

[Chorus]

[Bridge One]

<phone ring>

Hello?

(Yeah, nigga what's happenin'?)

What's happenin' wit'cha dogg?

(What's happenin' with you nigga, nigga talk about you got some

beef wit me nigga)

Beef wit you? Nigga you know I'm a real nigga,

If I had some beef with you I'd come to ya like a man,

It ain't like that between us, what it is is, you talkin' to these

niggas, and these niggas got you....

[Verse Two]

Them niggas told you I blew up and I forgot about us

The same niggas who was with you, and afraid to bust

How could you listen to these niggas? When they mean no good?

Muthafuckas ain't even from our hood

And now you snortin' furl with em

Off in that World with em

Father forgive him he dancin' to some other rhythm

Ever thought that we could work it out?

We would meet,

But as long as you with them niggas I be with that heat

And that's deep,

Cuz I made a promise to your mama when we was only 12

I would deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well

Guess I gotta disappoint her, but you leave me no choice

Callin' my crib with this "Murder, murder" tone in your voice

What I'm a bitch or somethin'?

I used to fight for you,

Used to let you stay at my Mama crib when shit just wasn't right for you

Look what you do me in return

I guess I played with fire, so eventually it burns

[Bridge Two]

Hello?

Hello?

Man, this nigga done fuckin' hung up on me.

Y'all think that nigga serious?

[Chorus]

It's World War nigga

Once again, it's the fuckin' murder prince

The ghetto commando, representin' niggas