Lyrics:
wagon
Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon
Grab your gun it's on though
Shit is grimy, real niggaz buck in broad daylight
With the broke Mac it won't
champille main a smelly thang
Joe kelly is my relli main
Mac dregos got hoes in barbados
And like sugga wolf I gather up staples
Record labels want me to sign
get caught up in the fast lane
let alone get accepted in the rap game
lifes a bitch
rest in peace mac dre
romp in peace
as they would say
with me
For dinner on the S.S. Bathtub
We all eat mac & cheese
I don't use salt and I don't use pepper
'Cause I don't want the whales to sneeze
horoscopes
They try to fight the feeling, but it's hard to ignore your folks
Mac D with the are connected to the e (me)
Might be at the bar drinkin Hennessy
In
Elizabeth Arden products for touring , I got MAC make-up and lots of clothes?for touring , then I went on tour?life on the road got good that van never smelt
the throat by the talon
Mimicking riddles fillin' abusions
Filling these shoes that's impossible
Fossils rockin' Big Macs and public hip hop and toppled
faire?
L'alter ego!
Tes choix see'est toc de mac!
T'es hyper beau!
Loue-moi loup, toute entière
J'mets la flûte enchantée
see'est le bal le mieux
when I?m packin it
She?s a notch better watch shell sneak a cheat
With the black buck rogers bdbpp
[chorus]
Mac Dre the black buck rogers
Got drafts
of ones for y'all
Catchin cases, niggaz pull they macs out
Niggaz getting mad cause I dug they backs out
Then I blacks out, start shootin kids
Cribs is
When he heard the news he wept.
The brothers prepared for the journey ahead,
With Fergus Mac Roth they all left.
The exiles returned to the King
on a show
When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your do'
[H.A.W.K.]
You know that opposites attract, and hoes choose macs
And how some
Thats some real talk playaz will jock if real playaz write it
Can't tolerate some fake shit, not a minute of it
I go to M-Dee's for some Mac Dre and dub
Flynnt
Hard to see like black tints, cats squint to glimpse
Never leave hints, photos, or finger prints
I'm down low, below underground macs and pimps
You
scrap with knuckles unload Mac
11's, 10's or .9's Beretta's, Glocks, or Dillingers
Or chemical warfare Small Pox in cylinders
We could take it
the smackdown
Like Goldie, laid the mac down
Breakin' suckers off properly
He chased his pay with craze
And said ain't no one here stoppin' me
Lil' homez
hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
(mccafferty, agnew, charlton, sweet)
Copyright 1989 m.a.c.s. music
God bless every livn man out thare....
repusenting this city...
Cookiess ( back ground )
I have mac rules
And pimp game rules
That I study all
you
Realize what I do to guys with lines
The only Mac you got came Super Sized with fries
Brand me, half animal, half cannibal
Make like Bruce Banner
Nealson is a Canadian, Shannon Tweed is a Canadian, huuuuh, MAC make-up is a Canadian, Linda Evangelista is a Canadian. NnnNeail Young is a Canadian, Brain
later still young in the game
I'm sharp as a Gillette razor with that Charlie Mac game
[Hook]
Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere
Bitch don't act shy you
Manhattan
Time to set it
Tec-9 dreams, and MAC-11 wishes
Infrared is beaming on the target makin' sure there is no missing
Your funeral you know who's
Estoy tan jakiau que mi mente la quieren las mac
Mi pulso no tiembla como el que me marca
Y el tuyo te tiembla como tirador que desfalca
Si yo te bajo
certain
Mon lucifer je t'ai dans la peau
T'as beau me plaire t'es dans ma peau
Le mac, le desperados
T'es tellement sûr je l'ai dans le sang
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