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mac dre - the coldest mc lyrics

mac m-th-f-ckin dre b–tch
back thu here doin somethin visious spittin that sh-t that you like now this is what i want ya’ll to do check this out
light yourself a dank join let your mind go
listen to tese lyrics as i let this ryhm flow
i’m funky with this sh-t cause my style is authentic
and keeps these suckas jockin so my windows stay tinted
i ment it when i said that i will pimp till i die
makin them b-tches cry and n-gg- don’t ask me why
i flow that pimp sh-t cause i know that pimp sh-t
i smoke that hemp sh-t
not with that simp sh-t
stupid doo doo dumb is the only way i come
let the track ride give me the mic and i’ll run
smooth with the groove like a saxophone
my raps is on and man caps is blown
staight up suckas heads with the ryhms i shoot
f-ckin with the b-tch if she’s kind of cute
i find her lue
i shake the spot
you’ll never hear a b-tch say i ate the c-ck
i mac kick back and stack that cash
i throw these things foo don’t make me tap that -ss
the mac named dre is the man for real
hoes wanna ride my seddan de ville cause i’m a young playa with that crest side game
kickin the funky sh-t makin the rest sound lame
and every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic
every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic
they trips when i spits cause i’m nothin respectable
but still when i steal boi i’m nothin correctable
i got raps that make n-gg-z say god d-mn
hes a foo with the mic in his hand
i can teach a square everything hes lakin
cause partna i’m a playa with some uncut magic
i spit sh-t that makes tricks go runnin high
down them clowns around town they wonder why
i neva give a b-tch who ain’t rich the time a day
they got me f-cked up if they think that i’m a pay
i’m a play until shes all played out
have her friend sayin d-mn girl you mac dre’d out
cause every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic
every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic
at the drop of a dime i can ryhm a tight rap
and make a m-th-f-cka say d-mn he like that
get it with the tung that will run for many miles
gettin n-gg-z sprung cause i come with many styles
hoes come in rows to get yours they gettin with me
singin on the flys on the side of the mississippi
band in 6 states by the sargent general
i’m nown to be addictive sellin dopes of bleminals
and i don’t stop servin like them foos at denni’s
like julius ervin, michael jordan and penny
i go coast to coast with a dose of this realness
slapin your brain this game can you feel me
i flow like river water
ain’t no n-gg- harder
others that was rockin is forgotten like jimmy carter
but i’m gone be around
just like him dowm
a old -ss playa still pullin them panties down
and every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic
every time i rap i bust wat you like cause i’m the coldest mc to touch a mic

- mac dre lyrics

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