Lyrics:
nachanganya lugha
Niggas be like yo who dat
Kama Leo Ni vera then Kesho nikona huddah
Compare me to hova compare me to dre
Compare me to shady am definately
zone to that Chiraq
Gotta get on niggas gon knock em down
And best believe Ima double back
I been turnt up since a lil nigga
No alcohol no pills
my vvs's want me girl then GPS it
She said she gotta iPhone. X for u UPS'd it
You know dat I finessed it...
On the block I'm moving like a menace,
Mathematics, calculus
Stack up doe up from the floor up the numbers are immaculate
Push the Benz just like a fork this rapping is the facts ya bitch
Cut the work
enterntainment by Dre and Ed Lover
Malcolm X is the coach he's drawin' up the strategy
he's choppin up America's anatomy
'cause they're the ones/ we're up against
muthafuckin' mind
You must don't know, bitch I'm the kind
(Man it's cold)
It's cold as the Swiss Alps
People get on me, than homie I switch routes
Mac Dre
rap
Won it by laps
100gbs of fire in my macs
100 degrees of fire in my tracks
100 green zs of fire they white ash
I Had to hunt down a silly don why
think he need drum
See these niggas can't win by they self so they team up
I only want that Wocky if it's purple put the green up
Everybody got a glocky
Shoot ya videos goin' fuck ya groupie hoes
Talk dat shit like da hood don't really know da hood despise you
I kick it wit da same niggas use to bully
(Astray)
Dis a likkle story bout mi brethren Jon Mac
Him get deploy inna di ghetto by di don
Fi set a betta life fah himself
Him tell mi by any means
the tec
I'm catchin body baggin niggaz like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound
We got FNs, MACs and TECs
We got AKs with the drums (Bang bang)
And all of youngins just in my
Hood love playin' with guns (Bang bang)
Ride by like
fuck ya groupie hoes
Talk dat shit like da hood don't really know
Da hood despise you
I kick it wit da same niggas use to bully you in high school, nigga
genius kev
Holguin, big boss, chipped up in a casino loft
You think we got here by luck?
You better knock it off!
Inspiration, and influence to the ghetto
nigga dats getting them racks up
If i gah one shot, aim at his head n that nigga dead now
If u see dat red dot, get you sum meds bruh
Can't catch up, im
Yukon we showed niggas the truth
You sayin fuck a nigga like I wasn't wit you yo every move
When dat nigga creeped by I made sure I was watching dat car
know; just like dat, you know.
Yeah, whole lotta Mac shit; we in dis bitch.
Turnt up to tha muthafuckin' max; let's get it!
[Hook: Kmac]
Red pill, blue
collaborate with me
Rip to mac dre let's stretch fabric wear out some bands with me be my family
Spent a june here wondering where larry be
Shoutouts to my boy
a couple beats like Dre (boo-boof)
Wetting up the pussy like Klay, ayy
Now she's tryna call a nigga bae
Girls going wild in the water (wild)
Girls
Ewing, or Knots Landing
Mac Dre, I'm one nice dream
And I'll make your brain melt like ice cream
[Chorus 2x]
I'm Livin' It, distribute it
The streets are
my dollars
Kash
She love this dick like she love herself Rest In Peace Mac Dre she get wet as the bay
That brand new gun like a brand new Belt hit cha
ah goon
We be really bout dis life
Bad bitch by his side
Fuck around yuh gon die fi dat
One life yuh cant buy it back
She gon hold mi down she gon
base, bad bitch
Walk up to her sprinkle the sentence
Dip on a dose of this pimpin'
Equals submission at longer extension
My nigga you lame
Drug dealers be
beezies
By my side
Cas i make this shit look easy
I'm from the cpt
So, rest in peace eazy
And mac d.r.e
Back to the bay
Briefly
Aye
We get hyphy on the beat
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