Lyrics:
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
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
Rest In Peace Mac Dre
I'm thinking to myself like what would a Mac say
If he ever got his hands on beat like this
He would probably say something
mothafuckin sunny day
Stayin in my tub like I was told by young Mac Dre
I said in the last I'ma savage when I go up in 'em
Another fuckin hoe be bendin over for
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
Now I'm to the bag gettin money like I'm posed to be
I'm thru the city slappin Mac Dre
Gettin to the cash mayne I.5 fast lane
Blue skies runts sittin in
cause my nuts is bigger
Strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
Dumpin' niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin' it in Cali but
go
We ain' came for his life we want the jewelry Take it off bitch
Tommy Gun in my hand, no Tomfoolery On Gang
I'm in theback with a Mac, but you don't
[Dr. Dre]
Hey yo, remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work (word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit
Hey
[Dr. Dre]
Hey yo, remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work (word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit
Hey
[Dr. Dre]
Hey yo, remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work (word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit
Hey
higher than heaven
One-track minded, blinded by the game and quick change
Not knowin across the way-way niggas were doin big thangs
And it's a shame, cause
whatever it is you wanna do
I been riding by myself rather ride around w you
Don't know what it is
I just know that we get along
Always thinking bout you
nigga on his way home, he just beat a body (beat a body)
Every time I leave the house, I got the steamer by me (I got it on me, uh, uh, uh)
My jacket
mistake doing anything I can so my family straight it's by any means Nigga and I'm moving weight ima hustle that shit till it's D-Biv Vs. the state that's
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
clothes since yesterday
With that Biggie Smalls on replay
And I ain't wearing no vest today
I do the Shmoney dance with this mac
You better do it too or get
the morning, she’s at my door
Wanting me to take her down to the store
In the words of Mac Dre, “That's not my job”
So instead, have fun bouncin’ on my knob
the set aye
Ready know it's yung steez when I travel down
Steady chunking up the M when I'm ridin round
This that mufuckin beat thats gon make u pound
Make
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away
recommend it , & I'm talking to you & ya mane
Dumb & dumber, I'll take ya under if Im catching ya swerving my lane
Dré Dys don't play nice, man I swear that
Want It All
All Of It You Know Err thang I Need It Before I Start Hittin' That Hairy Thang
This Is A Game And I'm In It
Dick So Good I Charge By
all
About that purple stuff
But I learned all about rolling
Thangs to the vauge
Gettin' hyphy on some Phonk, RIP to Mac Dre
So now I think it's time
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