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mac dre - livin' a mac's life lyrics

“and my number one rule is run up through it”

[verse 1]
cold rhymer, big timer
you can search but i doubt you’ll find a—
nother mc, like me
the a-the n-the d-the r-e
straight mac, man, never would i love a hoe
a little hard but a fly young brotha though
taking you home, baking your dome
it’s like that because i gets my c-ck on
spittin’ the game, livin’ up to my name
some real dope sh-t but it’s not cocaine
not the type of guy, the type of n-gg-
that smokes weed but would never smoke a ciga—
rette, and i’ll bet, i’ll put a sucker in check
pop him up then jet, ‘cause that’s what he get
tryna f-ck, with young mac -ss dre
straight hoggin’ on mine, so stay out my way
‘cause i set my goal and i’m making my move
i want every d-mn body in a mac dre groove
i’m cold as h-ll, nothin’ nice
mac dre, baby, livin’ a mac’s life

and i’m livin’ a mac’s life
“and my number one rule is run up through it”

[verse 2]
m-a-c d-r-e
nothin’ m-th-f-ckin’ n-i-c-e
dope rhyme maker, b-tch breaker
i could toss a freak, take her money then shake her
young playa, fly to the park
not the big pimp, i play the player’s part
you know, maxin’ and relaxin’, catchin’ action
make a dope rhyme, put it on wax and
let it hit the street, so you could peep
a dope -ss rhyme to a dope -ss beat
mac dre, baby, the most rappable
fly mc from the big mac capital
gettin’ the grit, spittin’ the sh-t
making a hit, man, i just can’t quit
romper room joker, weed smoker
don’t smoke joints, boy, i smoke choker
rap ace, mac in the place
biters try to bite and can’t hang with the taste
of these, fresh beats wit’ a mac dre touch
now tell me am i dope (pretty much)

and i’m livin’ a mac’s life
“and my number one rule is run up through it”

[interlude]
yeah, i’m livin’ a mac’s life
getting zested, never fully rested
yeah, getting at all the females with no details allowed
we gets our c-ck on, you know
down and dirty about ours in the ccc…
yeah, i’m livin’ a m-th-f-ckin’ mac’s life

[verse 3]
wanna rock a microphone so fresh
from the crest, baby, oh yes
it’s the capital d-r-e, baby
from the nikky-nikky-northside of the v
down and dirty and nothin’ nice
catchin’ more cot than a cat catch mice
not a pimp, but it’s in my blood
i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ mac from the country club
that’s where i kick, get zested and sh-t
in the ccc is where i stack a grip
‘cause money come, and money go
but a n-gg- like me make money grow
cash and cot is on my mind
and if i’m not thrustin’ i’m on my grind
‘cause i’m a mac and that’s how i do it
my number one rule is run up through it
if there’s mackin’ to be done then i get to it
‘cause i’m livin’ a mac’s life, i thought you knew it

i’m livin’ a mac’s life
i’m livin’ a mac’s life
“and my number one rule is run through it”
livin’…livin’…livin’…livin’…livin’ a mac’s life
livin’…livin’…livin’…livin’…livin’ a mac’s life
my name is mac dre and i’m livin’ a mac’s life

yeah, mac dre, livin’ a mac’s life
pullin’ hoes, wearing the freshest clothes
slammin’ them mob shot doors
“and my number one rule is run up through it”
and i’m livin’ a mac’s life
“and my number one rule is run up through it”

- mac dre lyrics

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