Lyrics:
Marine
Keep a (Mac) on the block, I ain't talkin 'bout Beans
QB in the hood and I'm far from Queens
The boys in the hood is always hard
So come
their coast, nigga
Yeah, put ya head to the street
Put ya head to the street nigga, holla...holla
THUG... LORDZ!
Thug Lordz in this bitch
Regime niggaz
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
short Raiders, E-49ers was everywhere
J-T, E-A Ski, Mac Dre, heavy player
From nine-three until Yee, if you was really there
My digital underground
Sit
on my navi holla at me shit fans want to see me in action
Heard they mac what they make in a year I pay in taxes
I'ma ball like the Jackson's and I won't
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
for them all
And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
A 92 but 91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash in the woods then I'mma
the building and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay
Okay, getting paid, we'll holler whenever that stop
My team good, we don't
Album 'Ghetto Fabolous' is being bumped at hooky parties
And street corners cyphers throughout the projects
As well as in gated suburban communities
in a minute I'm a break the mold
I want to know what's underneath
Feeling myself like Mac Dre you wanna humble me
You on a diet so let me tell you
on a single, my niggas gon' lean you, we'll be at your album release (facts)
Jay might pick me up, we just got him a Jeep
Dre Mac called me my phone, said he
the ashtray
"Mac, why the fuck would you try
To skip on your last day?"
I wasn't, I was walkin, I swear
When the bus came by I was washin my hair
Just then I
Of Hyphie Man Is Thizzin, Sniffin Lines
Im In Da Buildin And Im Feelin Like Yeeeeeeee!!!
R.I.P. To Da Mac D-R-E
So Don't, Dont Stop, Keep It Goin (Keep It
and let's dance
It's the end of Dre's romance (Yeah)
Rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin
Look in the sky and the sea, I'd be scoping
Close the gates, throw me
Poto je chantais bien avant l'époque de Da-Daddy K
Des styles différents comme les types du groupe de Ma-Manu Key
Ton Beats by Dre est plastiqué quand
Yeah
Costello
Still typing
Before the mid teens I was drafted by the streets
Signed a mountain deal for seven years D.O.C
On a pasta diet weights was
Tino
RIP my nigga C Rock
RIP Jorge
Rest in Peace Young Smack
Rest in Peace Mac Dre
Rest in Peace Tay Way
Mobb in Peace to Tha Jack
Rest in Peace Shock G
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma
Do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla wen ever that stop
My team good, we don't really need
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular
I'm not packin the mac in the back of the Acura
I'm just spittin some flows that's
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular
I'm not packin the mac in the back of the Acura
I'm just spittin some flows that's
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
.png/220px-Doja_Cat_-_Streets_(Silhouette_Remix).png "Streets")
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