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featuring Da Unda Dogg  Dangerous Dame  JT the Bigga Figga 



[Da Unda Dogg] 

Whassup boy? 

[Mac Dre] 

What's happening playa  just
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
the O and Valley Jo
Getting rich in the Rich and San Jo
Grinding and rhyming and pimpin hoes
Rolling on vogues and Two Fours
Dre trippa got to stay with
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
Mac Dre--
Backwoods got me congested, ain't rested in 2 days
I'm gettin paid been on niggas head like toupes
I'm a thug 'cause wipe the blood out yo
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
a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean
I want to blow up, stack my dough up
So
blunts, makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime
mo' ups and downs, than the Impala switch
Get yo' hand out my pocket nigga, go fish
I was born by myself so I don't owe y'all shit
Nigga you tell me,
the building 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
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
the building 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
[Mac Dre]
I be that cold crest creeper, stompin' and rompin'
Puttin' the crest on the map, like NWA did Compton
Got my finger on the trigger,
wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you niggaz

By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My
and downs then an Impala switch
Get your hand out of my pocket nigga, go fish
I was born by myself so I don't owe yall shit
Nigga you tell me, what you
and the mac spit, bladdat
Four up in they chest and reload while they back flip
We in this together, bad weather, rippin' the storm
They some dictionary
[Featuring Dr. Dre, Prince Ital] 

Intro: Dr. Dre 

I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see yah (repeat 4X) 

You can't see me, hah
dome wanted my scratch and my ??
And I'm thinking to myself what the fuck's going on
Get jacked by a bitch fuck this
I pulled out my 80 and dumped six
shots through the mazi, tryina take me out
Brought myself to the hospital, fuck the daries
Leaking out 3 holes but still didn't panic
120 on the freeway,
good baby I'll be home in a week."
Pinchin' myself just to see if I'm dreaming, 
Call up my team and meet me by the docks in Miami, 
I fly out this
to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
Swingin the suburb that's for the burbs
I rock mynk furs and shit you never heard
And 20 bay niggas on stage going bizerk

[chorus]

[Mac Dre]
Wen I step up
first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise,
copped his rims and 'Big O' tires in the hood
Surrounded by police, wearin wires in the hood
Heard they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali
No
bounce to San Coy
Mac Dre, global, holler at your boy

[ CHORUS ]