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totally insane - i can't be faded lyrics

[intro: mac-10]
yeah
back off in the motherf-ckin’ house for the 91′
totally insane kickin some more of that old smooth shit
from emcee mac-10 and ad-kapone
doin’ this shit like a motherf-ckin’ g.o
lettin’ you punk hoes know we can’t be faded
so i’mma kick some of this smooth shit
check it out

[verse 1: mac-10]
b-tches can’t fade
always talking shit
about the mac and they know they can’t fade this (h-ll yeah)
givin’ -ss up
every motherf-ckin’ day
on the tip of a n-gg- makin’ much pay
sweet jockin’ every n-gg- that roll by
never understand and they don’t know why
why the n-gg-‘s don’t want em
run around town lettin’ everybody bone em’
yeah it’s kind of strange how they know the f-ckin’ plan
tryna’ get a n-gg- any f-ckin’ way they can
droppin’ silk draws just to get they walls wrecked
they kind of make you wonder what the hoes’ll think of next
b-tches jaw-jerkin talkin’ bout’ what they can do
and ain’t doin’ shit cause the b-tches straight do
they wall’s extra flammy
their b-tches straight quavy
a n-gg- like me just can’t be faded

[verse 2: mac-10]
in case you don’t know
you betta’ get a grip
cause’ i just might be talkin’ bout’ your b-tch
n-gg-‘s talkin’ about how they be keepin’ hoes in check
but really payin’ b-tches just to get good sex
i don’t understand why you would wanna lose your bank
payin’ funky tramp for some pussy that’s stank
for those who think i’m wrong
now what you gonna’ do?
pay a stupid b-tch and get your bank took too? (haha)
you better listen to the lyrics, hear it
heed to the word before you find yourself ripped
hoes nowadays is raw (raw)
what you betta’ do is check the b-tch with ya’ southpaw
let her know that you’re real
and you could give a motherf-ckin’ d-mn about the way the b-tch feel
and you get the f-ck steppin’
that’s the way to let a b-tch know that you can’t be faded

[verse 3: mac-10]
kickin’ back late night
i’m chillin’ in my [?]
unexpectedly i gets a call on the phone
it’s my n-gg- ad he said mac what’s up wit’ you?
you get the hoes, you bring the hen man i’ll get the [?]
i said it’s cool man call me back in a minute
i checked the hoes to see if they down wit’ it
i called these hoes from frisco
everything was planned
phoned ad said “8 o’clock don’t forget the dank”
b-tches showed up at the house
they lookin’ good as f-ck
ad had a yellow mama chocolate with a fat b-tt
hazel eyes just as she was tight as h-ll nothin’ nice
ad’ b-tch was thick as f-ck with jade green eyes
he looked at me he grabbed the stoag fired up the weed
i look at him i hit the hennessy and lemon squeeze
we was full yeah the b-tches they was gone too
took em’ back like a mack yeah it’s time to screw
i grabbed that -ss she was pootin’ like she had gas
knew i was good cause’ i heard the loud -ss clap
had to check myself, bailed up out it for a minute
i’m h-lla glad i wore a cap when i went up in it
b-tches like that are b-tches that’ll come raw
n-gg-s like us are n-gg-s that come to the jaw
so you b-tches that’s quavy
you know me and ad just can’t be faded (faded)

[outro: ad-kapone]
yeah man this is goin’ out to all you little stupid b-tches out there
that tried to plex on me and the mac
yo f-ck all you dumb hoes cause’ y’all ain’t about shit
yo you know what i’m sayin’ ridin on the motherf-ckin’ bozac
yo b-tch you can get the bozac without the payback you know what i’m sayin
so lay back b-tch
two stoags to everybody that’s down with the gangsta shit

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