"This Is The Mac" lyrics
Yeah, right about now we gon' take a quick little minute to do a little interlude
What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Get your hands up off the deck, fool
(Let the nigga rap, muthafucka, go 'head and do your shit then)
This is Khayree, wanna let y'all know a little somethin'
Y'all always be talking bout how dope the beats is, how them funky ass breakdowns and shit, it's just that black shit
Well now, we wanna let y'all know where it be coming from, the influence behind it
We call 'em Mac breakdowns
And they came from our young potna, The M-A-C, The Mac
Our musical potna, part of the Strictly family, R.I.P
Much love, cuddie
And on behalf of the C-C-C, that's the Crest, fool (Crestside)
The Romp (The Romp), The Ses (Ses)
Crew Thang (Crew Thang), Granny Boys (Granny Boys)
And everybody else that got love for The Mac
We want y'all to check this out
(Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out)
A piece of this fo track shit, it's coming up
(This is The Mac, comin' straight from the Crest)
(On the fo track, The Mac)
Man, in the place to be, still M-A-C
Nothing can put a stop to my cuddies, you know what I'm sayin'?
Romper Room, Crew Thang, Strictly Ses
Crestside, know the one
Once again to control your brain
It's the muthafuckin Mac with the thick ass game
So ride to this, sow up the slam in your ear
Them M-A-C lyrics you love to hear
While I snatch the brew and twist the cap
Give a bitch a slap and bust a funky ass rap
Look, I'm just like that, I can't quick
If the bitch wanna trip, then I bust a bitch lip
Now long ago I said "Save a ho"
If the bitch is broke, how can you break a ho?
But if a nigga wanna act like a trick
Treat him like a bitch and make his hoes suck dick
Niggas, thrill that bitch, mayne, feel that bitch
And if the bitch get lazy, nigga, kill that bitch
She can't do for you, what can she do for the crew?
Niggas, she shoulda blew, cuddies need love too
What the fuck else is she good for?
Not mayo, so make the bitch a hood ho
It's the Mac, mayne, poppin' insane
Cause this dank tied a knot in my brain
Mayne, slam this cut, mayne, zap it up, mayne
Bump your 15's 'til your trunk blow up
Hit thangs in the section, nigga, slap it
Find a nice pole and rap it, cuddie, ride to this
Just hop in yo shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Bust a few blocks, bust a few hoes, you know what I'm sayin'?
Mount it, you know how you come through
Money in your pocket, you ready to roll
Man, fuck the bitches that don't wanna get with you
You know what I'm sayin'?
Just go to the next ho, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hit the park, hit a few nuts, you know what I'm sayin'?
Do all that good shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Had a brew in your lap
Or put the heem in your lap if you want to
And don't forget the joint
(Give me one more)
Taking hella unnecessary risks, man
Get your gat, cause you can't throw your fists, man
With the pro at the flow, and you know I'm a pro
And your hoes wanna blow, so let me go
Let your ho blow, hawking neck bones real sweet
Lickin' my meat 'til I jump off beat
And when she's through for hawking me, then she gon' be stalking me
See me with another ho and try to stop me
But it ain't like that, though
Cause I'm a mack, though
And she ain't nothin' but a Mac's ho
I stay loaded, not half keyed
Cappin' at a muthafuckin half breed
And his mama, I'ma make that jaw bleed
Soon as I see the bitch in the street
Trippin' on a mission, tryna get a hit free
Smoked out, didn't get away from me
Cause you gets no plug for a dub rock when you're broke
As a joke, and wanna straight smoke the pipe
Twenty four and mo', nothing but a sad case
Instead of getting clean, you'd rather straight base
White lips, dirty face, money not a trace
Done stole everythang from your own mom's place
Others violate, got a dirty piss test
Coke ain't no joke when you're broke, man
It's just pathetic
Yeah, check it out
Here we go, here we go
Alright, y'all was listening to the M-A-C
We gotta let y'all know where that dope shit be comin' from
Right now, you're listening to Khayree
And in the background, you got the sounds of one of the new members of the Strictly family that's gon be comin' in
His name is Mac Mall, dope as fuck
Now we told y'all about Ray Luv
Y'all listen (Right) Cool, cool
But now I'm telling y'all
Mac Mall shit (Mac Mall) Dope (Yeah)
The name of his album (What's up, what's up?)
Is gon' be Illegal Business (Illegal Business)
Illegal Business, ho (Illegal Business, ho)
So when this shit hit the stores, just buy it
Don't even wait, the whole thang is dope (That's right)
Anyway (Yeah)
I know somebody out there saying "Why Khayree always talking?"
Fuck you, suck my muthafuckin dick
I'm in the studio doin' this shit
This is me, muthafucka (This is yo thang)
I do what the fuck I wanna do
If you don't like it, get the fuck out
(Get the fuck out, muthafucka)
Goddammit, now I take my muthafuckin time
(That's right, take yo time)
But right about now, I gotta hand this shit over to the young playa (Young playa)
Mac muthafuckin Dre (Mac muthafuckin Dre)
What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Get your hands up off the deck, fool
(Let the nigga rap, muthafucka, go 'head and do your shit then)
This is Khayree, wanna let y'all know a little somethin'
Y'all always be talking bout how dope the beats is, how them funky ass breakdowns and shit, it's just that black shit
Well now, we wanna let y'all know where it be coming from, the influence behind it
We call 'em Mac breakdowns
And they came from our young potna, The M-A-C, The Mac
Our musical potna, part of the Strictly family, R.I.P
Much love, cuddie
And on behalf of the C-C-C, that's the Crest, fool (Crestside)
The Romp (The Romp), The Ses (Ses)
Crew Thang (Crew Thang), Granny Boys (Granny Boys)
And everybody else that got love for The Mac
We want y'all to check this out
(Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out)
A piece of this fo track shit, it's coming up
(This is The Mac, comin' straight from the Crest)
(On the fo track, The Mac)
Man, in the place to be, still M-A-C
Nothing can put a stop to my cuddies, you know what I'm sayin'?
Romper Room, Crew Thang, Strictly Ses
Crestside, know the one
Once again to control your brain
It's the muthafuckin Mac with the thick ass game
So ride to this, sow up the slam in your ear
Them M-A-C lyrics you love to hear
While I snatch the brew and twist the cap
Give a bitch a slap and bust a funky ass rap
Look, I'm just like that, I can't quick
If the bitch wanna trip, then I bust a bitch lip
Now long ago I said "Save a ho"
If the bitch is broke, how can you break a ho?
But if a nigga wanna act like a trick
Treat him like a bitch and make his hoes suck dick
Niggas, thrill that bitch, mayne, feel that bitch
And if the bitch get lazy, nigga, kill that bitch
She can't do for you, what can she do for the crew?
Niggas, she shoulda blew, cuddies need love too
What the fuck else is she good for?
Not mayo, so make the bitch a hood ho
It's the Mac, mayne, poppin' insane
Cause this dank tied a knot in my brain
Mayne, slam this cut, mayne, zap it up, mayne
Bump your 15's 'til your trunk blow up
Hit thangs in the section, nigga, slap it
Find a nice pole and rap it, cuddie, ride to this
Just hop in yo shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Bust a few blocks, bust a few hoes, you know what I'm sayin'?
Mount it, you know how you come through
Money in your pocket, you ready to roll
Man, fuck the bitches that don't wanna get with you
You know what I'm sayin'?
Just go to the next ho, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hit the park, hit a few nuts, you know what I'm sayin'?
Do all that good shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Had a brew in your lap
Or put the heem in your lap if you want to
And don't forget the joint
(Give me one more)
Taking hella unnecessary risks, man
Get your gat, cause you can't throw your fists, man
With the pro at the flow, and you know I'm a pro
And your hoes wanna blow, so let me go
Let your ho blow, hawking neck bones real sweet
Lickin' my meat 'til I jump off beat
And when she's through for hawking me, then she gon' be stalking me
See me with another ho and try to stop me
But it ain't like that, though
Cause I'm a mack, though
And she ain't nothin' but a Mac's ho
I stay loaded, not half keyed
Cappin' at a muthafuckin half breed
And his mama, I'ma make that jaw bleed
Soon as I see the bitch in the street
Trippin' on a mission, tryna get a hit free
Smoked out, didn't get away from me
Cause you gets no plug for a dub rock when you're broke
As a joke, and wanna straight smoke the pipe
Twenty four and mo', nothing but a sad case
Instead of getting clean, you'd rather straight base
White lips, dirty face, money not a trace
Done stole everythang from your own mom's place
Others violate, got a dirty piss test
Coke ain't no joke when you're broke, man
It's just pathetic
Yeah, check it out
Here we go, here we go
Alright, y'all was listening to the M-A-C
We gotta let y'all know where that dope shit be comin' from
Right now, you're listening to Khayree
And in the background, you got the sounds of one of the new members of the Strictly family that's gon be comin' in
His name is Mac Mall, dope as fuck
Now we told y'all about Ray Luv
Y'all listen (Right) Cool, cool
But now I'm telling y'all
Mac Mall shit (Mac Mall) Dope (Yeah)
The name of his album (What's up, what's up?)
Is gon' be Illegal Business (Illegal Business)
Illegal Business, ho (Illegal Business, ho)
So when this shit hit the stores, just buy it
Don't even wait, the whole thang is dope (That's right)
Anyway (Yeah)
I know somebody out there saying "Why Khayree always talking?"
Fuck you, suck my muthafuckin dick
I'm in the studio doin' this shit
This is me, muthafucka (This is yo thang)
I do what the fuck I wanna do
If you don't like it, get the fuck out
(Get the fuck out, muthafucka)
Goddammit, now I take my muthafuckin time
(That's right, take yo time)
But right about now, I gotta hand this shit over to the young playa (Young playa)
Mac muthafuckin Dre (Mac muthafuckin Dre)
