The Pain - Mac Dre

Potna I’m vicious, you better check my statistics

Pimp the blood out of bitches, and boy I off a witness

Coughin' on the cat piss with some gats under the matress

Two fat double actions that chop like axes

Nigga I tear patches, bring the heat like matches

Pigs tryin' to snatch us but they can’t catch us

Cause homie with chip, is too quick for Crown Vic

Plus I gotta give em' the slip cause I’m a ex-convict

One more strike I’m out, fuck what they talkin' bout

I’m hyphin' out, ain’t no strikin' out

I’m a home run hitta, get a, bitch to do my dirt

Nigga the game bring pain, that’s why I hurt

Feelin' the pain

Feelin' the pain

Feelin' the pain

(Once more)

I got some cuddies on Kemper, with some bad ass tempers

Just layin' dead to make a muthafucka wimper

In the winter rock some G-focs and peacoats, with the dope

Tryin' to push more flake than ski slopes

Pocket full of c-notes, tryin' to live life lav

But in this game sometimes you have to live like sav

It’s a bumpy road, so I’m always in a grumpy mode

Drunk at the club, hella buzzed, nigga bumping hoes

Who knows I might bump a Bonnie like Clyde got

Run up with somethin' in the bitch, nigga, why not

I’m hot, disgusted, tired of being busted

I’m tellin' you somebody finna get hit with the musket

I’mma do what I gotta do to get it up out of you

Fuck robbin' one, fool a rob a crew

We call it eattin' when we catch a fool leakin'

Straight face take his shit, nigga no sneakin'

We can get a knot out a spot, hop coast

Murder, get further, to a spot that’s not close

Get cheese like nachos, go bother some notch hoes

Always keepin' the hascos strapped like Roscoes

P. Coldtrain, we feed cocaine

To the dope fiends, who need dope mayne

Knock, knock who is it

My lil' nigga with the smidgets

Tryin' to stack some digits

Nigga can you dig it?