Lyrics:
rappin' with Dre
So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face
The one kid that would've been Aftermath that got away
But we still get
(ooh)
And you know I put the mags on that (ooh)
.45 MAC with the flash on that
Who want it, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy)
Everybody sing along
Now I'ma
Dre, I been what you told me (Dre)
I may act like I don't hear ya but that shit been workin' (it workin')
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in
boss
Say lil Dre, hang out the window get to dumpin
Back in the day, always told my mama, I'ma be somethin
I always thought it was sports, but who knew
When this weed got me feelin' like [?] bruh
I just seen Mac Dre bruh and the Jacka
Is we up in the Bay bruh?
I'm with that old shit, pulled up in my
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
Dreaded up and they 'bout it
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it
All black and they 'bout it
OTF we 'bout it
Dreaded up and we 'bout it
Ridin' 'round
from the B A Y A R E A
Where u can find side shows in east bay
We got G-eazy, E-40 and Mac Dre
Cruisin in the city that's all we gon play
I'm from the B
tired, I can still try out.
Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do. But nobody's pickin' up a nigga witta
attitude.
Confused. Yo, but Dre's a nigga
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
[Chorus - Cuts by DJ Jorun] - w/ ad libs
"They want to know if he still got it" - Dr. Dre
"Plug my mic back in, let me begin" - Classified
"I'm on the mic,
On My Toes ? Mac Dre
Kick back relax an let me bust one, bust one
An don?t trip if I cuss one, cuss one
Two times we?ll be spitting the shit
It just
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
hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny motherfucker's are ridin'.
Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it.
So now there's four 'cause the fifth
the lo-lo with the tec smokin
G-G-G-G-G - I done paid my dues
N.W.A. is back, this is front page news
I got Dre in the back, ridin on 22's
Bitches screamin
I threw the clips in the Mac
Start lettin' off frustration
It's better than incarceration any day
We gonn' die anyway
So if I go out blastin', call it
I'ma put it in the air
(yeah) kush fruit, smoke it, I
Don't know body care, man
(Lil' Dre, Soulja)
I'm ridin' 'round my city and
I'm feelin' like
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
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)
wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat cars and clubs.
[Mac Dre]
I play laugh and smile, but I know life ain't no joke.
You could be
Dre Jay Trimpson
You better pay attention it's all gamed up
Peep the bio the file see how I came up
Since '84 I been out there gettin my doe
In the Sco
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
Chapo, make this shit double
Ain't no movie, DJ Narco
MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it
I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him
Run up on him, masked
Do this four times b4 summer
And buy a brick of gold
Seeeaaaal
I'm tryna stack Kayz This a micro mini
Bitch I call it Mac Dre
Da Hg Ona way She bringN
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