mac dre - mac dre lyrics
[verse 1]
i drink heem, and smoke green grass every day
and love to play in my clean ass chevrolet
gas break dip down the strip in a four door
with four hoes, that touch more bread than togo’s
no hobos, i f*ck with cream*of*the*croppers
head doctors with choppers and bomb ass toppers
orville redenbacher couldn’t be more b*tter
i spit these p’s when i knock her
i’m a pimp, i don’t love her
undercover, i do it under your nose
i hit a l!ck on your partner with one of your hoes
i’m runnin’ with those thug n*ggas and drug dealers
that bug n*ggas that got scrilla, i’m godzilla
chowchilla, is where they send my hoes
’cause i make ’em do illegal sh*t to get my dough
slit my throat, if you ever see me fakin’
i better be tendin’ to this pimpin’ and money makin’
[chorus]
rollers on dre but they can’t catch him slippin’
yokin’ it up, smokin’ it up
he’s rollin’ in the 7*tre, gas break dippin’
shakin’ the feds, makin’ the bread, ching*ching
rollers on dre but they can’t catch him slippin’
yokin’ it up, smokin’ it up
he’s rollin’ in the 7*tre, gas break dippin’
shakin’ the feds, makin’ the bread, ching*ching
[verse 2]
it’s the big dog, head coach, i’m that n*gga
got my hand on my gun, and my finger on the trigger
playing with my sav toys, running from the bad boys
flipping, losing control, i never had poise
rugged and real, lovin’ to spill game to my folks
hang with my folks, sw*ng with my folks
drunk, f*cked up off 1*5*1
beat my beezy up and say, “what have i done?”
gorilla pimp, behind the tent gettin’ bent
on the savage ass grind, always collectin’ my rent
the mac guy, triple stack guy
k!llin’ them suckers that give the rap game a black eye
roll the weed up, somebody turn the beat up
while i continue to spit, relax and kick your feet up
mac game so cold i make your nose runny
mac dre so cold, takin’ hoes money
[chorus]
rollers on dre but they can’t catch him slippin’
yokin’ it up, smokin’ it up
he’s rollin’ in the 7*tre, gas break dippin’
shakin’ the feds, makin’ the bread, ching*ching
rollers on dre but they can’t catch him slippin’
yokin’ it up, smokin’ it up
he’s rollin’ in the 7*tre, gas break dippin’
shakin’ the feds, makin’ the bread, ching*ching
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