Lyrics:
(Mulak! Why you do that?)
Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10
(Yeah)
Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10, Mac 10
(Yeah)
Mac 10, Mac 10,
ever stop
Scott LaRock heard a dope story
About him from the Blastmasta
Out west RIB mac Dre & The Jacka
When we die it plants new seeds
For new Big Bank
Yeah, wassup?
Lil' Jon and my muthafuckin' nigga
Mac muthafuckin' Dre
Yeah, let's go
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
Check this out
Compton bis Long Beach
Als der Don diesen Song schrieb
Wusst‘ ich, dass du Honk an der Bong ziehst
Denn damals
Als ich den ersten Dre-Beat gehört hab‘
of all that, y'all are gay
I rep the Bay the only Mac's I fucking back
Are Mall and Dre
You wanna hit the beach on some Speedo shit
Pick up some little
all about reality")
("I ain't gotta tell you this but one mo' time..")
("Leroy!") (".. now pay attention")
I'm like Dre, Eazy, Cube, King Tee and Ren
And a "way to go" from your label every day
Looking boy
Hey, looking boy! What you say, looking boy?
I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'ma work for
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
and smile (bling, bling)
I just want to lean
Why I don't chugalug this 40
Then jump in block park homie for the block smok-ie
With the O-G, Mac Dre
Told her, "Run through mac and then Louis to get a bag for it"
I give you classics when you ask for it
I Vince Carter-ed everything Just Blaze threw
The mothafuckin' cracka jack needs to step the fuck back ...
Do you want some of this?
Hell no ..
Dre the mothafuckin' doctor
Well for the record it's Ren
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No
the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
a mutherfuckin' ear.
So I can tell you why...
[Dr. Dre]
Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase.
With a steady pace on the face that just we raced.
and straight
Edges and reaching so hard for
Some soul nicki destroyed them
This is what she does she takes a pretty good
Song, wait's until you are
Popping
niggas know what I mean
I said I started with a dollar and a dream
Sorta Jordan when he won his first ring
Sorta like Dre with the headphone thing
You
[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
for the shit I'm spittin'
I know I'm scarin' ya
A poison you created in the veins of America
Miseducated, incarcerated, institutionalized
That 3rd
shit for you to complain about, I say the
Bars that never slack, but always get attacked (yeah)
I think they're gunnin' for me, it's startin' to feel
miles in the sky
Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin, cabin
I'm Dre from back in the day, from
N.W.A,
And this ain’t no diss song
This just some real shit
(Bridge)
I don’t fuck with these
the jump what
Lost it all, got it back and doubled up
RIP Mac Dre the way we buzzin' bruh
Talk to me, I only wanna hear facts
Walk with me, I'll show you
an invasion
But, yo, I can't go on
Because this is the end of my part on the last song
Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks
For all you
Yeah
Definitely, definitely
Definitely dope
Definitely
Definitely K-Mart
Yeah
Yeah
You find me offensive, I find you offensive
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