[verse 1:]

Light yourself a dank joint, letcha mind go

Listen to these lyrics as I let this rhyme flow

I'm funky with this shit 'cause my style is authentic

It keeps them suckas jockin' so my windows stay tinted

I meant it when I said "I will pimp til I die"

Makin' them bitches cry

And nigga, dont ask me why

I flow that pimp shit 'cause I know that pimp shit

I smoke that hemp shit - not with that simp shit

Stupid doo-doo dumb is the only way I come

Let the track ride, gimme the mic and I'll run

Smooth with the groove like a saxophone

My backs is on, and man, caps is blown

Straight off suckas' heads with the rhymes I shoot

Fuckin with the bitch as she's kind of cute

I find a loop

I shake the spot

You'll never hear a bitch say I ate 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 wanna ride in me Sedan DeVille

Cause I'm a - young playa with that Crest Side game

Kickin the funky shit, makin the rest sound lame, and...



[chorus:]

Every time I rap, I bust what cha like

Cuz I'm the coldest MC to ever touch the mic [x2]



[verse 2:]

They trips when I flips cause I'm nothing respectable

But still when I spill, boy, I'm nothing correctable

I got raps that make them niggaz say "Goddamn -

He the fool with the mic in his hand"

I could teach a square everything he's lackin'

Cause partna, I'm a playa with some uncut mackin'

I spit that shit that makes tricks go run and hide

Damn them clowns around town that wonder why

I never give a bitch who ain't rich the time of day

They got to be fucked up if they think that I'ma pay

I'ma play

Until she's all played out

Have her friends sayin' "Damn girl, you Mac Dre'd out!"



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[verse 3:]

At the drop of a dime, I can rhyme a tight rap

And make them motherfuckers say "Damn, he like that"

Get them with the tongue that will run for many miles

Gettin' niggaz sprung cause I come with many styles

Hoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin' wit me

Sayin I'm the flyest on the side of the Mississippi

Banned in six states by the surgeon general

I'm known to be addictive, sellin dope subliminals

And I don't stop servin' like them fools at Denny's

Like Julius Erving, Michael Jordan, and Penny

I go coast to coast with a dose of this realness

Slappin' your brain with this game, can you feel this?

I flow like river water

Ain't no nigga harder

Others that was rockin is forgotten like Jimmy Carter

But I'm gon' be around

Just like hand-me-downs

An old-ass playa still pullin' them panties down



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