Mac Dre Follow

Un-fuckin-believable Mac stabbas Smile in your face
Stab you in the back Mac stabbas It's time
to pull the sheets off these niggas main You heard?
I done heard you tape Mac That shit is wack
Why the fuck you sellin' that? You need to go
back to sellin' crack Take it from a nigga that been
from hell and back Oh yeah, I forgot You ain't
sold a god damn crumb You's a studio gangsta chump
Where the fuck you from? No love for the niggas that
done laced your muthafukin' boots Niggas that slave
went to the grave for ya Niggas that ain't scared to
shoot Giligan ass nigga I remeber I was makin' your
promos Now you want to diss your real folks and chop it up
with these homos Like that nigga Khayree you let that sissy
cross game Sock me up usin' your name Guess
it's just a hoe thang Y'all niggas killin'
me With all that gay shit All y'all niggas came
up Fuck that Mac Dre shit Mark Mall you need to be
fucked up the booty hole Knowin' the first time you
touched the mic it was in my studio You niggas must have
forgot before I was bustin' raps and rhymes I was on
the track with a sack sippin yack strapped with a gat and a nine
I've been to your house I've seen your
chrome But you ain't gone bust a grape in Napa valley
with golf shoes on A bitch made nigga gets no love from a
real G Cutties from the 3 C's I know you feel me
I should have known when I came home somethin was wrong
Yo own crew tried to have your dome And just left that
shit alone Now you wanna fuck with a cut throat nigga that
been doin dirt Since creased 5-0-1's, Chuck Taylors
and them Izod shirts Them 5-trey-5 niggas don't like
you Don't believe it how come Yo Jaguar slide through
You'll be lucky to leave the ghetto with just a leakin
lip You feelin focus I'm feelin hogish boy we can slip
In granny back yard Then when you act hard
I'm a treat you like a Mac Bitch Young Mac Mark
Young Black Brothas Records is a goddamn flop Khayree
needed to stop Way back when his ass got dropped From
that major label That nigga had a major stable But he
shot himself in the head boy Blow was fatal God
don't like that man Boy ask yo mamma Now
everywhere you travel you best to have bussalami Mac Mall
gets no love ask my nigga Dubee He shook us for videos and
pretty hoes and went him out his movie That nigga left me
for dead when I was doin' time in jail Couldn't
shoot a nigga nathan when he was havin' major mail
He's a back stabba Should I say a Mac stabba
Heres some Mac magic nigga - abra cadabra I just
turned your ass into an official bitch Fuck you and your
cousin Gilla- dirty snitch That fool got real niggas never
comin' home And that's the type of shit niggas
like you condone I used to have love for ya I used to
bust with ya But now that you've crossed game nigga
I can't fuck with ya