Static

Mac-K! You don't want Static!... Ima let a nigga Have it You don't want Static! (BLAH) Choppa on full Ima Let a nigga have it (Uh huh) Juugin' and finessing through ya city Shit done got addicting I done made the shit a habit (Huuh!) Coming through the crib and Im coming through the attic I'll come through the chimney like Im santa Im on this verse this shit ain't rehearse got a chop on my shoulder that bitch like a purse My words a blessing... I ain worried bout no college I'll drop a professor (Ba ba ba BOOM), sliding and leaking and bleeding yo block I do this shit Imma professional Duck when you see me! Turn yo Block to a tub if Im tryna get even Pop out like a genie! I behind the bushes that nigga ain see me You say you want static can't handle what follows My dawg on a shirt RIP to lil puncho, you name one detective that saved you from hollows This beef just got warm now Im loading this auto When you meet yo maker you tell em Mac sent cha Give him a memo, I wanna feature, I wanna rematch Like I didn't beat cha, THEM HOLLOWS SUCK LIFE OUT LIKE IM SHOOTING LEACHES! If I got it wit me, I ain gotta flash it, that pump to his chest, It'll clear up that asthma Aye run me that back need to shoot sum... Choppa on a diet need to lose sum, aye show me sum baby got and move sum Take her to the crib tryna prove sum I'll Shoot up yo house make yo momma and them panic and knock out yo power Like you ain't got static YOU DON'T WANT STATIC! ... Imma let a nigga have it... No Kap No Skully (Uh)