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[Mac Dre]

I'm the kind of n***a that'll come through and yoke on you
Burnin rubber in the shitnell, with the 4-0-2
Dippin, dashin, smashin
Through the traffic
Smokin, chokin, hopin,
I rap it
Cuz my candy's look wet, three coats of clear
Miami's on deck with three quartes of beer
Clownin all the freaks but he still gets jocked
Bouncin in the seat while the 15's knock
I'm dipped in butter everybody jocks my style
Cal hat pulled down to my eyebrow
Polo geared down
I'm in her ear now
Stealin it, she's feelin it, its all clear now
One more hoe, on my team
I'm a pimp homeboy, what do you mean
Its all about scrilla in the land of thugs and killers
Gangstas, pimps, players, and drug dealers

[Chorus x2]

If you, wanna f**k with me
Be about yo doe, I gots to have doe
I just want to let you know

Its 2 in the morning and I'm still chasin cash
Other ni***z in the club, still chasin a**
F**k theezat
I'm all about my screezatch
I got my fishing pole out trying to ceezatch
A big fish, I'm hungary, need a big b***h
I'ma bump a b***h with the quickness
Boy its just pimpin in my blood
B*****s, they all give him love
The Mac name Dre b***h, take it easy
You fuckin wit a street n***a that's greasy
I'll buck yo brotha, f**k yo motha
Keep it on the dl, its all undercover
I'm a hustler b***h, I pull capers
I only f**k with thugs that get paper
Chips, chedda, scrilla, real ni***z, killaz, and drug dealers

[Chorus x2]

24 hours, 7 days a week
I do my thug thang, playin in them streets
But the game I play really aint no joke
Come around my way and you might get smoked
Bullet proof vest's, Chevy ss's
Come through in a bucket
The next day in a Lexus
It's a ghetto life
I don't have no wife
Boy I'm married to the game and I handle my
Business, I'm in this for the money not the honey
Square b*****s spooked, they all run from me
Dummy, b***h, if you knew better, you do better
I'ma stay on b***h back like new sweaters
Mac Dre baby
Quit talkin crazy
When you get about some money
Its all gravy
Ask my last b***h square, that's all realla
I only f**k with pimps, killaz and drug dealers

[Chorus x2]



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