Yeah, yeah, yeah, testin', testin'
Fire tray motherfuckin' fire
And who am
I?
Well, from coast to coast
I'm known as
Mac the motherfuckin'
Mo
Servin' you niggas with the overdose
Believe that, I mean
And I got the triple
OG,
Mac motherfuckin'
Dre
My
Cut
A, my cut, you know what I mean
from the long line of bar
smacking mothafucka
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh?
How it happen?
Like
DJ
Cease used to say, nigga
When
Dre raps, you hear hand
claps and toe taps
I rock off iPod, no more show dats
On stage, getting 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 your road raps
Fresh cat, net back,
no pullbacks or throwbacks
He slept on, but no match,
get stepped on like
Domax
I cut my dreads off, get a high top,
let him grow back
If I wanna, I'm gonna,
bitch, you know that
Fans know I'm funky,
they want me on they
Kodak
Feds don't want me cause they
know I ain't gon' go back
40 toes, four hoes, down like four flats
Bring me back some backwoods,
baby, four packs
She bought my
Jordans and
Portland and got charged no tax
I spit filiato, full throttle with no naps
Hoes ain't dumb,
they gon' come and hoe willingly
With broke ones, with no funds,
it's no fun, they killin' me
Heroes, when we roll,
we roll with artillery
Drankin',
the one that knock pills for pillory
Hoes ain't dumb,
they gon' come and hoe willingly
With broke ones, with no funds,
it's no fun, they killin'
Heroes, when we roll, we roll with artillery
Drankin',
the one that knock pills for pillory
When
Marl flows, the hoes go posto
And thugs go nutso,
like we handing out bundos
Promoters have my money,
cause I got cutthroat muscle
Crack a smirk,
helmet won't argue, I tussle
Mack the most, but you can call me
Russell
Fizzing, keep fly -aging women,
running in and out my building
Dre and me is ball -smacking
to the highest degree
Triple
C beast, but now I'm ringing
Berlin,
Germany
Keep a bitch serving me
with utmost courtesy
But
Marl moves smooth like I'm doing
Ty
Chee, maybe it's that
country club blood in me
That make my mouth be so deadly,
this playstyle trick never three
Sword
Street pedigree,
got you scared to breathe
But my backwoods burnin',
piriquat, purple trees, I mean
Hoes ain't dumb, when they come,
they hoe willingly
But broke ones with no funds is no fun,
they killin' me
We heroes, when we roll,
we roll with artillery
Marlinium, I work a fast bitch for a military
Hoes ain't dumb, when they come,
they hoe willingly
But broke ones with no funds is no fun,
they killin' me
We heroes, when we roll,
we roll with artillery
Mil lennium, I work a fast bitch for a
military
you