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the police gon chase me 
Gonna get money so trust and believe it
I’m gettin money u fucking wit skeezers 
Want me dat drop gotta cop me a freezer 
Got me sum

for better or for worse
0 stays the same
Age 15 first time I’m getting brain
Tally up the body count all the times I went insane
Listening to Mac Dre

Texas tea, with some purp (Purp)
She a boss tycoon, off that Mac Dre verse (Yaddamean)
The way you earn a heart, like mine
I need time, undivided (Uh huh)

shells up on da shore 
Mops Nd street sweepers getting ready for some chores 

Niggas act strong 
Can't act long 
He tried to run got his track on
Dat Mac

giving you Dap if you not the homie
Most of these niggas be sleeping on me
Now it’s rock a by baby, with macs and 380s
Ain’t want us to eat, but my niggas

wan shoot I shoot him with a mac 10
shoot a nigga up and his bitch caught him lackin
a ho making moves now her dollas be rackin
them old generations got

of the best to be straight up outta the V
But first rest in peace to the ones deceased
Nasty Noke to Cease to Mac D-R-E 
An to my n***** in the feds one day ya

spread love we gon’ hold up the crown
For my bYc rounds I’m down to murder a clown
Skizzy, Jay, King Author, young Duce and the Browns
Shouts to Dre and my

got the mini-mac for him
I used to wanna be that nigga
Now I'm him, don't you see that nigga
Grew up on Dre, Em and 50, I used to wanna be that figure

they talkin to  cops!

Give a description, these niggas be cops
Like, go round, I need me a Mac, why
Be easy to look for the opps
Tell you what, by

check on the kitchen
Taught to play rough suiting up for the pistons
Cold nights survived cause he Playing wit fire
Must've forgot dat he came up

Shut up follow me
Preaching real hard
Through the London fog
Euro in my step
Can't hurt me David Gog
Aint playing like a sport
Smoking like a port
Dat

jaw
Knock out ya teeth
Then smile and say "Let's go eat"
Red Snapper oysters and fettuccine
Givenchy snakeskin and florals
By Riccardo Tisci
Have you

New Improved

Popa Wu

Visions of the Tenth Chamber

2000

Attitude
Like Ren & Dre, keepin verses gangsta
And I teach my little couso's how to spit verbal ammo
That I had Flex on they dick and bomb shit up
When my

outta my way, lửa vẫn cháy on my stage
Future is my journey, still riding on my way
Mặc cho tụi mày cười nói, it's gonna be okay
Cho hater hửi khói mỗi

for a reason my shit is 100 proof
Had to get up on my grind I couldn't stay bummy
My shit is ground breakin nigga dat mean da wave comin'
If it's on ma

[Chorus]
THIS IS MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM 
MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM 

Well Chuck D'sannouncin'
Flava's doin' color
Halftime enterntainment by Dre

the bitches that like bitches I got hella pride
But I'll never trust a bitch wen i could double up my sides
Broke up at 11 at here friend here by the night

stop
I been broke too damn long needa hit song so just listen up

I ain't never ever backin down
So don't act like i ain't been around

Dr. Dre wit

California livin' got me lost in that
Berkeley forever when I floss my flag
With the bear and the star and the Mac Dre tag like (UNH/AYYE)
And y'all are outta

down in a philly
Bet all your big cousins feel me
Raised by pushers and peddlers, I'm heating the kettle up 
Like a wielder how I'm raising the metal up

find my fuckin' wallet
While I'm dodging cops, to make it big, that's not my job!
Yeah that's shouts to Mac Dre
Blow a blunt for him till it's ash in

man up in the building
I don’t tear young boys down
Nigga I build Kings
I'm tryna' lead by example
I’m just giving you rambles on top of a chopped

Jumpin puddles for a poodle
The return of Mac
Left the shells up in his noodle
I'm influenced by the truest
You congruent wit the stupid
Ain't no loving me