Lyrics:
chains, no rings
They love the way my eyes gleam
No shades, no frames
I’ma stunna though, yadadimean
RIP to Mac Dre
From So Cal up to the Bay
We get it
Shi they even got Mac dre up innat illy city
This XD ain't on safety cause I got this feelin in me
That nigga ain't yo mans u just a benefit
U ain't
swear dey iller
Meet in real life muthafucca Ben Stiller
Till dey read my ledger and den i pay the tiller
RIP Mac Dre Lazeral and Mac Miller
Still
it's dat nigga, I'm dat nigga
Stay with some brandy and a ounce of that Killa
Catch me swervin in 7 deuce Glasshouse, smashed out
In shorty crib, snatch
side, Kim K
White girl, through The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money talks why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin'
said I'm bae
I hit the thizzle dance (Mac Dre shit)
Either hand is the upper hand (Oh yeah, shit)
Got a bubba on my other hand
(Whoa, yeah, shit, yeah)
Lootpack had the Antidote
At the speed of life by Xzibit
Hieroglyphics had that 3rd Eye Vision
Heard alot of Kurruption
Along with Mac Dre's Do Do Dumb Shit
bounce to San Coy
Mac Dre, global, holler at your boy
[ CHORUS ]
lyrical rifle pull up like it's Bird Season
Brrp bap bap drop a grung Like Bird feedin
Who mi a talk every deejay inna the world heed this
Mi come fi tief
and kept words
Pacing and ask questions, after whoever ass get kicked first
Dré know we aiming at big work, from the ground up, niggas know how I do
Told him
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
drop quick
Pull yuh bloodclaat grill like locksmith
Wen di Glock spit (brrrrrr brrrrrrrr)
Mi 'av di S-K, di AK, di ingram
Couple mac 90 rifle from
Talent makes content
Always be content
With what you've created
Always be patient
Break up your silence
By being so obedient
Thought of consistent
paper im on yo ass, ceo illy been by the bag
post wit dat strap that was by the bag, I feel like wop ima buy the block
i feel like ross ima chop
champille main a smelly thang
Joe kelly is my relli main
Mac dregos got hoes in barbados
And like sugga wolf I gather up staples
Record labels want me to sign
brothers, cut 'em in on anything (big slice)
And you know it's King Slime Drizzy, damn (whoa, yeah)
She just said I'm bae, I hit the thizzle dance (Mac Dre
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave
Move to the hills with me
Bumpin Mac Dre but you still feelin' me
All yo friends pissed cuz you still with me
(You still with me)
I know
That you're down
raised up by da lake
Onna east you could catch me right by dat station
Sippin syrup and its medication
Inna trap we get heavily medicated
Them opp Niggaz
like fool, who put you upon, huh?
E-40, Mac Dre is who I grew up on
I been selling game got you if you need a coupon
You can check my resume, see
a ho, I got Mac Dre flow
Why you fuckin' with a square? I'm a certified player
When I rock Louis Vuitton people stop and stare
Fell in Nieman Marcus
Nigga how you feel, nigga how you feel
Tryna make a mill, while I make a meal
I'm going, going, back back, to the bay
Rest in peace Mac Dre
Going dumb,
(CHORUS)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
DEPENDING ON WAT
Chorus (Mz. Dre)
Kings and Queens,
Living out our dreams,
Black Luxury,
Melanin excellence,
Royalty Elegance,
Kings and Queens,
Living out our
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