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Tytuł: Grown shit

  • Wykonawca: Mac Dre
  • Wyświetleń: 1562


     (intro)
  Yep, Yea, Yep, Yea, Yep
  Dont stop won't stop won't quit
  Never could never would
  Mac Dre back wit some more shit
  You know (yadida mean, yadida mean)
  Come on man
  
  (verse 1)
  I'm a rap matic track addict
  And I'm back at it
  Play me a beat with this heat I'm a blap at it
  The cat scated, when the mac spatted
  You don't want to see me, punk get your hat flatted
  Dope like a crack addict, or a hop head
  Spit it clear so you can hear, what I said
  Pot head, hot head nigga that got dreads
  Got bread stop red get hit with the hot lead
  My bed, you might see three things
  High heels, my pills, and hoes in G strings
  I see things, through my pimpin glasses
  Cheesy macaroni, teaching pimpin classes
  I dips and mashes, Mercedes Benzes
  Might wear stunnas without the lenses
  I'm off the hinges I handle business
  Leave no clues, witness, or forensics
  No co-dependence all by my lonesome
  Wont see Solano, Quintin, or Folsom
  I ghost em, at the four way stop sign
  Forty HK don't fuck with Glock nine
  I rock wind, I'm a star I'm famous
  Got my own language cool when I swang it
  Oh, I'm all out the door
  351 with the shift in the floor
  
  (chorus 2x)
  Come on you beezy lets do some grown shit
  Put on a tight thong too small that don't fit
  When I'm on the thizz I'm a fool I don't quit
  Unborn kids, nut I own shit
  
  (verse 2)
  Dre rock rhymes from here to New York
  Only smoke rope no coke or New Ports
  Hubotchi Benihana pork on my fork
  Rapping is a sport and this is my court
  Do anything to win my referees cheat
  I flagrant foul and bruise to beat
  Read em and weap
  I'm a royal flush
  Give me some shrums
  So I can get mushed
  Kick dust, always in something tight
  Hella loud with the whistle or the suction pipe
  Fucking dikes, in Vegas or Reno ask Kilo, nigga he know
  I'm well connected I know big wells
  Did shows in harryels been in hella jails and federals
  But nigga it never fails
  The shit don't stop when I drop hella sales
  Hella mail, call me the postman
  From Vallejo born in Oakland
  Yolking, Dodge Diplomats
  Fuck three strikes get the bitch to bat
  
  (chorus 2x to end)
  

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