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From Sac 2 tha Boonies (Explicit) - Mac Dre
It's that california livin' young black brotha
Boatin' that '73 chevrolet burnin' rubberrrr
Like my ni**a rich the fact
Ni**a it's the mac in the back of the 'lac
Soakin' tact big indo many clouds of smoke
Make old school dance when I dip and yoke
It's like m a c d r e
Way up in kc with the boy arby
Yeah biatch it's presidential
On the under chronic comin' through in a rental
I'm undetected I come protected
Two 44 pistols a mask and vest biatch
Down and dirty the cuddies call me curty
From mark and leonard to howard hurty
From missouri don't worry we keep it ragooey
Md and luni from sac to the boonies
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team
They call me coleone thug real mccoy
I'm a rider bout mine cause trust ya boy
Get sh*t crackin' like eggs in a pan on fry
This do or die lifestyle got my brain on high
I hit the city streets mean mug chip on my shoulder
Young punks they mug back but ain't no balls in these soldiers
I'm in the mid west kc n o k c
Every show every in store the hoe framed me
Coleone got game hell yeah by the pound
Niggas hate on my name
Cause they hoes crack smiles what a shame
Pimp ni**a how ya do that there
Talk a b**ch up out her check book and the weave in her hair
I bust rap cats in lips on a square a** ni**a
Getting grub in an old school with a dent in the fender
Me and mac dre b**ch stayin' on our toes
What what what what they call me coleone
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team
We global travel the bubble ducking trouble
Don't make us get the bury body shovel
We vicious dumpin' bodies in ditches
And runnin pimp game on these punk a** b**ches
Yeah I'm the mack of the year like place b**ch
My guys they drive by with the best of the clip
Coleone young creeper flipping sh*t like chitlins
Ragglin scragglin and cappin' I'm a handle my business
We dog niggas straight hog niggas
Well connected and when we call niggas
It goes down down bodies bein' found
Gangsta mack sh*t that's how we clown
And we down like 4 flex on a f**ked up hoopty
Big bread and get big head from a fine a** hoochie
They call me nah f**k it can't waste my time
Nuts hanging like cellulite on yo' grandma's thighs
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team
We gangsta niggas ready for some tension
Fool we ain't trippin' we tryin' to keep it pimpin'
Pimpin' what does it mean
Paper in my pocket hoes on my team