Yeah man, young Mac Dre
I pops it boy, I pops it big
[Verse One]
It all started off with the doctor telling my momma push
On that night in 1-9-7-0 mac dre hopped outhtat puss
I`ve been soaking game since rock `em sock `em and hot wheels
Not never the chance to pass me I keep `em jocking, I got skills
And when I`m on the mic, styles I got so many
Drink privilege hennessy when I ain`t fuckin` with brehmi
M-A-C-D-R-E, that`s me
Like `em freaky like Janet not Jackson but Jackme, whee
To all my niggas in Atlanta to Alabama
Rodreego blowin` only homie, don`t fuck with bama
I planned to have a ticket and kick it in the bahamas
Watch your hutch and don`t trust your baby momma
Cause I will get your scrill when I kill all in them guts
Don`t give a fuck when you give a crippled crab a crutch
But they respect it if not they get rejected
I`m M-D the MC that`s not to be corrected
[Chorus 2x]
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I`m sicker than ten j-cats that be gone off that vato
Most sexual intelectuall with at least 6 figures before the decimal
Warm, hot, and respectable but I`m nothing correctable
[Verse Two]
I fucks with high rollers, shake highway patrollers
Quick to pop the trunk but will come from the shoulders
Got a cuddie named Dubee, he spit more raps than loogies
And when he hand it to me I`m funky like him to me
Baby do me is all them hutches holler
I was breakin` bitches when phantom tops was on granada
More game than keno, down to trips to reno
Sippin` cappachino with Natalia Shapino
C-note stacka` pack a P-89
Love group sex take `em three at a time
And boy I be out of line when I`m full that tangerey
Quick to grab the chopper, cock, aim and spray
Urban guerilla warfare extraordinare
You know a bout my maccing but boy I`m more than a player
Resurrected double R elected
Haters get ejected I`m nothing to be corrected
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse Three]
Pistol packin` player, gangsta mac for real
About my scrill got to pay my bills
Boy I`m in it to win it if you weak and timid
Better watch how you spend I take yalls like timmy
Busting out like tities in a bra that`s too small
Grew up off too short stackin` scrill too tall
Max Drizzay, all damn dizzay
I keep hoes dizzay in a one time busay(busy)
Been rappin` before they called mac mall Brehmis
Rompin` peace Mike Robinson son of Dennis
I`m in this to deep like Tim, Jim, and Johnny
Much love for my cuddies Jay, Ray, and Ronny
Raping pockets I get mine however it come
Boy I get dumb about my income
Mac furly up early sippin` X-O
Nothing correctable; nigga you know
[Chorus 2x]
