Mac Dre - How i got this name

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[ Mac Dre ]
Since I was a young buck my mackin was cool
I used to tongue-kiss girls in the back of the school
And maybe sometime a nigga got mo than a kiss
I put my finger in some puss that smelled like piss
And as I reminisce, huh, it s kinda funny
How I talked little girls out they lunch money
They didn t run from me, they used to jock young Dre
Then I stepped up game and got some cock one day
It was a bloody mess and yes, tight as some vice grips
But I was a little nigga killin some tight shit
Tossed, turned and started fuckin her few friends
Cause she told two friends and they told two friends
And word got out that young Dre could fuck good
Then I bumped a bitch who could fuck and suck good
And after that cock was nothin to me
So I flipped the script and stopped fuckin for free
Every bitch I dicked down, had to kick down
Whoever I tossed up, had to cough up
Young in the game, mayn, but quick to learn
That money makes this world turn
So I peep game, pop that thang
And let fools know how I got that name
Mac Dre, boy

(Mac Dre, boy)

[ Mac Dre ]
I used to creep on Crest streets with a tight mask on
Posted, toasted, gettin my cash on
Strapped with a gat and a bottle of Hen though
Orange zig zags and big bags of that Endo
I pushed pebbles to the midnight hour
24-7 same clothes, no shower
Dopesacks smellin like nutsacks, but fuck it
I was checkin ducats, collect in buckets
But now I m fresh out the pen with a chip on my shoulder
And out of the motor my blood runs much colder
Somebody told a fed I was in the mix
Hittin licks, nigga, ain t that a bitch
I make raps, stay far from saps
Checks my traps and collect my snaps
The Country Club Crest is where I got this game
And rappin on the mic is how I got that name

Inne utwory

  • Chevs & Fords
  • Nothin correctable
  • Clap
  • Crest creepers
  • Morals and standards
  • Be about yo doe
  • Boss tycoon
  • Sac to the boonies
  • Doin what i do
  • Back 2 da basics
  • Stupid doo doo dumb
  • Cutthoat committee
  • Cutthoat soup
  • Grown shit
  • Talk big shit
  • Fast money
  • Iz real
  • Early retirement
  • I need an eighth
  • Losowe utwory

    Answer me

    I know you’ve been trying to
    Conceil you’ve been lying but
    I can’t keep on buying so
    I’ve got a question
    I’ve got a question

    I’ve got this impression that
    You’ve got this obsession so
    It’s time for your confession
    I’ve got a question
    I’ve got a question

    Answer me...

    Dreamdeath

    I was carried by a hot wind, which filled me with power.
    The power of hatred, and a infernal burning mind of death.
    Blackened dreams are controlling me.
    I m searching for their rightful meaning.
    Tomorrow nothing will remain but frozen images from my past.
    Sleeping... dreaming... ruling...
    But these are dreams, things in mind, reveries...

    Hustle

    Monologue:
    I love when the day is new
    We get to start all over
    But the thing is sometimes getting through the day
    Is just one big hustle

    The world is waiting, dawn is here
    Ain t got time to waste, we need to work, my dear
    Hurry, hurry can t delay
    Get up and start today, it...

    Free

    I wish I knew how it would be to be free
    I wish I could break all the chains holdin me
    I wish I could say all the things that I should say
    Say em loud, say em clear
    For the whole wide world to hear.

    I wish...

    This will be my year

    Thursday s crush is a Friday night rush
    And a Monday morning cry
    It s the tail that you keep chasing
    And it gets away every time

    New Years Eve and it s hard to believe
    Another Zodiac s gone around
    While you...