Duck Down

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. (Sampled), Trick Daddy & Both] MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we don't fuck around, nigga, we don't fuck around Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down [Verse 1: Trick Daddy] And if he don't know, y'all better let him know My niggas got .40s, if they bring them out, they gon' let them go Imagine 36 rounds plus 36 more Counting his head, chest, and car doors, that's 72 fucking holes And if his homies act up, then that's what the MAC for They get one warning shot and then after that, fire, (shut him up) If you're riding with him, fuck nigga, you're dying with him You can run and hide, but in a matter of time, oh, I'll get him And the first sight of him, I'll put that light on him And every red dot is gon' turn them into blood clots First, it's gon' be heavy bleeding And then his eyes gon' roll to the back of his head, his pulse weak and he's barely breathing Ain't no hollerin' "Red Rock" You done already used up your wish, bitch, all you get is headshots So when the MAC sound, niggas better duck down I'm from Dade County, nigga, we don't fuck around [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. (Sampled), Trick Daddy & Both] MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we don't fuck around, nigga, we don't fuck around Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down [Verse 2: Plies] I'm talking four goons hanging out of four windows With four choppers going off, all at one nigga With 50 shots a piece, if we don't kill you, God was with you So when you hear that (toot-toot-toot-toot), that mean it's official And down here, it ain't money, choppers the main gesture The streets the wrong place to hang when you got that thing with you The only choppers I buy the ones with soft triggas So when I squeeze that motherfucker, I know I'm gon' hit you So if your money ain't right, better keep your mouth closed 'Cause when you're beefing in these streets, your trap gotta close And where we see your pussy ass at, we're letting them go Trash bags over the choppers so no shells hit the floor You ain't got to be here to see it, but I'll bet you hear about it Four niggas ski'ed up in all black, straight wilding Them niggas let down them windows, them choppas went to hollering Them niggas road off busting and left folks thumping [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. (Sampled), Trick Daddy & Both] MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we don't fuck around, nigga, we don't fuck around Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down [Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G. (Sampled)] Motherfuckers thought I slipped, right? You didn't know the extra clips on my hip, right? Ricochet off the vertebrae, dead splat Now starts the cardiac arrest, where's your vest? You forgot, now you slowly dropped 'cause your heart stopped beating Your bitch ass crew is retreating Niggas left you fucked up. passed out with your ass out Pockets ran through, stripped with your brains bashed out [Verse 4: Trick Daddy] Tell me, have you ever seen Less bone fragments or remains of a man that's been slain by one of them things? Laying way ten feet away from his brain Holding his kidneys and his hands and pissed and shitted all in his pants? Laying there, dead in his own blood And I can't even explain how big the hole in his head was So gon’ ahead and yellow tape it Quarantine the scene, nobody leaves until they mark all the shell cases [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. (Sampled), Trick Daddy & Both] MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we don't fuck around, nigga, we don't fuck around Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we don't fuck around, nigga, we don't fuck around Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down MAC-11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Duck-duck down, duck down, duck-duck down