[Mac Dre] When Dre rap you hear hand claps and toe taps I rock off iPod no mo shodats[?] On stage gettin filmed by Justin Lomax Get off stage feel like I ran about four laps Get off stage get paid about four racks Meanwhile my freestyles kill yo wrote raps Fresh cat in net backs no pro backs or throwbacks I'm slept on but no match, get stepped on like floor mats I'll cut cut my dreads off get a high top, let 'em grow back If I wanna I'm gonna, bitch you know that Fans no I'm fonky they want me on they Kodak Feds don't want me cuz they know I ain't gone go back 40 toes, four hoes, down like four flats Bring me back some backwoods baby, four packs She bought my Jordans in Portland and got charged no tax I spit fully auto, full throttle with no naps
[Chorus x2: Mac Dre] Hoes ain't dumb they gone come and hoe willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We Heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillary I'm Dregan the one that knock pill for pillary[x2]
[Mac Mall] When Mall flows the hoes go postal And thugs go nuts like we handin out bundles Promotas have my money cuz I got cutthoat muscle Crack a smerk helmet, won't argue or tussle Mack The Most, but u can call me Russell Thizzin, keep fly Asian women comin in and out my billin Dre and me is boss mackin to the highest degree Triple C beast, my name rings in Berlin Germany Keep a bitch servin me with upmost curtousy When Mall move smooth like I'm doin, Thia Chi Maybe its that country club blood in me That make my mouthpiece so deadly This pay style trick never treat [?] Street pedigry got ya scared ta breathe But my backwood burnin paraqui purple trees I'm mean
[Chorus x2: Mac Mall] Hoes ain't dumb when they come they hoe willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillary Mallenium, I work a fast bitch for a mill or three
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