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tell it by the odor, I keep that nino with the mac hid underneath the sofa, so if you ridin slngin tricks I suggest a coma, dem pussy niggaz want me dead
re-actin'
Animal attraction
You fiends is relaxin'
Hit it once and back spin
Mac slap the captain
Body bag the boss man
You don't want it to happen
what ya need?
Hit the corner so narrow in a fly blue camaro
A sparrow dodging arrow but not a double barrel

Mac Dre--

We in a 7 series beema its me
young Mac Dre, mayne, it just don't stop 
There ain't a piece of pussy that I cant get 
Hoes on my dick like stank on **** 
They just love they way, I
[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I'm a hutch-peeler with much scrilla and I love to get high, homie
Shady character like Don King, so you better keep your eye
nigga  gum in the mother fuck bo 

[Da Unda Dogg] 

Like that there? 

[Mac Dre] 

Yeah  I got my niggas in here  we finna put it down 

you
[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,
[Featuring Mac] 

[Master P] 

Dear Mr. President i live in the hood 

Where people live bad 

But say its all good 

And my homies
[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I'm a hutch-peeler with much scrilla and I love to get high, homie
Shady character like Don King, so you better keep your eye
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
me out, it's back to the old school
Where the niggas get their strap on, don't nobody cap on
Slap on some D-are-E
Or some funky ass shit by
shit by the D-O-double G-Y-D-O-double G 
Real G's who drop K's, protect these N-you-T, so nigga please 
Peep out my manuscript 
You'll see that it's
with some game man
Gotta keep your game tight if ya want to make it man

Simply Dre':
If it don't make dollars, don't make sense
I'm just a playa
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
the cock
I mack, kick back, and stack that cash
I throw these things fool, don't make me tap that ass
The Mac named Dre is the man for real
Hoes want
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
ghost got a stash box in it
200 on the dash fly by cops with her (Like ayye)
I be ghost ridin, got them hoes smilin
Bought that bitch a smart car now
try to get it right

Dre promised me records, I never got 'em
That's why I had nightmares that a nigga shot him
For all my albums missed records
Felt he
shit by the D-O-double G-Y-D-O-double G 
Real G's who drop K's, protect these N-you-T, so nigga please 
Peep out my manuscript 
You'll see that it's
some anti-freeze and let cha shit cool off
Minks on my flo' bitch, take ya shoes off
Treat my Chevy like a lac, don't slam my doors
I'm ridin like a mac
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
[Woman]
Something about what you've done to me baby I wanna make you mine
You really bring out the best in me baby can I make you mine

[Mac Dre]
I
like that green stuff 

Provided to you by sack man 

Pac man how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that man? 

Ridin' round Old National on 18's
niggas keep talkin'
All you high paid niggas stay fly
I'ma slide left, fly right on by
I'ma do it on the boulevard
Fast bitches, fast cars and stars
at hoes
Smokin' this, drinkin' that, hittin' at hoes
Fuck this I'm hittin' that I'm hittin' em both
Have one ridin' dick, one lickin' my toes

When I'm