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 cuz wipe the blood out yo gaze
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 gaze
by it little nigga (nigga), then die by the gun (gun) See whatever you tryin to do little nigga, I've already done (done) So how the fuck you gon' win little nigga (nigga
boards, what up Buck Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga Haha, life is good, a yo It's a reality that all the real niggaz Have to smash on the bitch niggas
Chorus: Mac Dre] Ford, Chev, whatever ya got Don't mean shit, shit ain't hot Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got Push it man, don't be scared to squat [Dre
it's for the sign on the cartier It's matching cars and super bowl rings 'cause real playa's do real things [foxy] Real nigga's do real things Nana
Bay And rest in peace to my boy, Mac Dre, what'chu say nigga? JT, another boss from the Bay And rest in peace to my boy Mac Dre, motherfucker Hey, yo
Compton, Compton, Murderville You heard these niggaz is gangsters and they kill Rob and steal, my niggaz will peel at will For real they real, niggaz
task only a nigga with nuts nigga with guts got to get past nigga need skills just to play up in dis game for the fortune and fame nigga tryin to make
(Mac Dre) I was with my nigga Sporty, we was comin' outta Yam Yams Seen a bad bitch in a six and was like God Damn Love me long time, yellow skin chopsticks
niggaz wanna get blowed. We all wanna get rich and have fat cars and clubs. [Mac Dre talking] Yeah, ya'll ain't feeling a nigga though. I'm in here
like that shit. I need fire, who got fire? Real pimp. Yo nigga. It's yo nigga. Roll something up. Smokin'. Roll something up. Lets get to flowin'. (Go herd). [Verse 1: Mac Dre
, bust one An don?t trip if I cuss one, cuss one Two times we?ll be spitting the shit It just a way a nigga straight be getn the grit Microphone master Mac Dre
[Mac Dre] Man i'm the skinniest heavy weight you know I pay a nigga oh Wit one blow Ia??m in the Sco From tha Valley Joe Make the crowd go hooooo And
nigga d-r-e, so you know I must be dope But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass Startin' static with dre, make way for the ak That I bring as I slang like cavy
back man i still gotta have it shitin' pp on you faggots nigga we still under the sun man its Dre, Yuk, Numb, And takeover my nigga (Welcome to the Bay
' like spit n cock Beeper vibratin' like a nympho sex toy It's time to collect, them hoes got they checks boy But on my way out the motel room the bitch said 'Dre
Cakes Them Sweet Niggas Liars And Fakes I Bite and Shake Go Right For The Juggalar I Break A Broad Go Hard While You Lovin Her Nigga Quit Huggin Her Giving