The White Sheet

Mactatus

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    Chorus: x4
    {rat tat tat tat to your ass is the mutha fucking flow
    {here comes the white sheet

    Verse 1:
    Rat tat tat tat to your ass is the mutha fucking flow
    So why was you fucking with a nigga for?
    Apparently you haven't heard of me?
    It's going to take more mutha fuckers than in the compound to
    Murder me
    I fucks a vision like a sand shower
    You going up against a stacked deck nigga, now where your man
    Power
    Bring your mutha fucking backup
    And blow the bugle when i step off this bitch and load this gat
    Up
    Coz still a nigga's friend will bust you
    Dead in your head from the front and knock the back up off that
    Mutha
    Fucker
    Now listen to the gunshot
    I got that ass with that double barrel one shot
    Now i don't hear your heart beating
    Now i don't see your boy breathing, rat tat tat tat.

    Chorus x4

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    Hospital scene:
    Wassup boy?/ah, ah, wassup face 1?/where that nigga at?/ah, he
    Back
    There in that emergency room/ he did?/i, i don't know man/ fun
    To bust
    This bitch again.

    Verse 2:
    I see your mama in the waiting room standing crying
    I see your ass in the doctors arms slowly dying
    Now talk that shit that you was talking to your homie
    Bitch you should have shot me when you pulled your fucking
    Pistol on me
    So now i'm forced to pop the clip in
    S to the mutha fucking a, nigga set tripping
    It ain't no love when my finger's on the trigger
    It ain't no love for you off balance ass niggas
    So keep your ass in the neutral spot
    'cause if you rolling through my hood when we're feuding then
    You
    Getting caught

    Chorus x4

    Verse 3:
    I ain't your mutha fucking homeboy
    You out of pocket when you fucking with me, so no it's on boy
    I ain't but in to get my shit like these other busters
    When you see me around this bitch i got that mutha fucker
    So i ain't fucking with the club life
    I'm like pac, i'm making mail but i still live the thug life
    My rap name's getting bigger
    But ain't nothing changed i still got the game to handle all you
    Bitch
    Niggas
    So a nigga's always strapped
    Nuts been big since a kid you mutha fucker so it ain't rap
    Toe to toe, back to back, gat for gat,
    It's like that mutha fucker... rat tat tat tat.

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