Nobody Make A Sound - Mac

featuring 2 4 1  Fiend  Magic 

[2 4 1 talking] 
Alright  we got Mac  Magic  Fiend 
And fa sho we got 2 4 1 up in this bitch 
You know what I'm saying? 
And if any of you motherfuckers move 
Y'all gon get your fuckin heads blown off 
Ya heard me? 

[Mac] 
Alright  nobody move  nobody die 
If you thinkin about breathin  then I'ma open fire 
Tonight everybody's gonna die tonight 
Mr. Magic  you pat em down 
2 4-1 y'all duct tape em 
And if anybody move Fiend gon disenegrate em 
Startin with you and you, cuz I told y'all not to breathe 
Now I want the rest of y'all to watch them motherfuckers bleed 
Throw down your rollies, your Gucci's, your 'Sace's 
And your new Jays, and your cellphones 
And anything else that cost over a hundred bones 

[Magic] 
Alright, I'ma pat everybody down 
So keep your heads to the floor 
Whoever in charge of this bitch better point me to the door 
I'm lookin for the loot, so me and my people can leave 
But any dis-cooperation and one of you bitches gon bleed 
I'm bout that drama, ask my mama, she ain't raise no punk 
I'm bout that murder, you motherfuckers better smell my trunk 
They call me Magic cuz I'm known for makin my victims disappear 
Fear? Naw nigga that shit ain't happen round here 

[Chorus - Mac] X 2 
Now everybody lay it down 
Nobody make a sound 
I got fifty fuckin rounds 

[2-4-1] 
Lights beamin, we screamin, we gonna get cha 
2-4-1 we're dumpin in the clip with the triggers 
We gotta be bad, you better get ready 
We're gonna do your ass like Jason, or either like Freddy 
The time has come, the clock has ticked