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Listen up, I'm about to get dope |
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It ain't nothin' but some shit I wrote |
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About a young brotha deep in the game |
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They call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin the name |
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I sport Nikey shoes, I got a mic to use |
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To talk bad about suckers, I don't like the fools |
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Down and dirty bout spittin' my hits |
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And if not, I'm gettin' my grits |
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Playin' the game like it's supposed to be played |
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Makin' much more than the minimum wage |
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Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a Caddy |
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I just mack and get all that babby |
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Dre, you know I never slow down |
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Smokin cesstee until I'm really towed down |
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Walk into the party, fully perked |
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Grab the microphone and let the mouthpiece work |
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I got hype and the game starts flowin' |
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The girls get freaky and it starts showin' |
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And when the party's over at the end of the night |
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They say: Damn, Mac Dre you ain't nothin' polite |
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Cuz I'm the numero uno, could never be the dos |
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A Mack named Dre and I'm poppin the most |
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18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though |
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And too hard for the fuckin' radio |
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"Tell me somethin' new" |
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I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio |
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My rhymes are dope cuz Mac Dre made 'em |
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And made you geek every time you play them |
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On your tape deck, hooked to your Sacco |
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A little hard, but brotha I'm a mack, though |
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Nothin' nice, makin' raps that you wanna hear |
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Gettin cessted, put my hands on the beer |
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I can't help it, that's what I like to do |
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Sloppy drunk, rappin' on the mic for you |
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A young brotha, kinda bone-skinny |
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I take a girl to the hoe clinic |
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Get romantic, just like I planned it |
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Then cut turf and leave the girl stranded |
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Is it hard becuz I just beat it? |
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Not really, that's what the girl needed |
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That's game, I thought that you knew this |
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Mack game, and mine is the smoothest |
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Like lotion I'm in motion |
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I'm a mack, I was a big ocean |
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But no matter what the fuck your name is |
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Nothin' nice is what my game is |
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18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though |
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And too hard for the fuckin' radio |
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"Tell me somethin' new" |
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I'm too hard for the fuckin' radio |
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Come to the Northside of the V |
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The C the r the e the s-t |
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Hit Lennard, what will be seen? |
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20 young niggaz gettin full of the Hen |
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This is the Romper Room, and you know who I am |
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The mack named Dre, so get with the program |
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Nothin' proper, freaks will clock ya |
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And if there's funk, then punk we'll mock ya |
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So beware of the four-door Delta |
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Get your crew if you think they can help ya |
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And step up but not too close |
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Cuz the Crestside is poppin the most |
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And all you girls, don't you feel left out |
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And to the boys, I've worn that bless out |
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And after that we can still be friends though |
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And if not, we'll be friends with the Endo |
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Romper Room kickin on Lennard Street |
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Mac Dre full of the Hennessy |
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18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though |
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And too hard for the fuckin' radio |
