Mac Dre - Gift 2 Gab Lyrics
Nick nack patty whack give a ho sum donkeyListen to the bass line don't it sound funkyWho could be in the place to stayThat's right Ho, Mac mutha*****in DreOne more time back in your earThose dope ass raps u luv to hearCold as ice, nuthin niceIf I thrus u once, I wanna thrus u twiceThat's right and u no the dealU don't want the baby ho take the pillCause I'm bust fables back to backAnd when I get tired, I'm a take a napAnd when wake up, I'm a bath sum moreIt's the same ruteen until It's time to goU, U watz in my drawz, until I get the suga wallzOh, u didn't no about meThe A the N the D the R the EWell peep game it goes like thisI hold my mic tight, like my dick when I pissCause when it comes to *****Girl I won't quiet itAlways got the good rights to the mutha*****in gymCold and bold, 19 years oldIwit hate full of game feet tallI'm 4rm the V town, and the C downA sucka don't wanna see me clownWho, Who could it beThatz right Mac DreFunky fresh, nuthin lessIt's me Kease and my joint in zessDoinin it, like a porno starIn your box, or in your carCool, like the sweat 4rm a snowmanKick back relax, listen here we go man4rm the land of the dope rhymeAnd the song goes onI really hope I'm not to dirty I rap so strongWith my mouth piece, man watz really goin on4rm Vallejo, California all the 2 ChinaHoes of the worldNo I'm a stone cold Mack that give the speechNuthin but that dope shitSo damn fly, don' ask me YI smoke indo and I smoke TaiMac Dre, I thought u newDown and dirty doin things that only playas can doThe coldest MC on this EarthCan't hang with these fools 4rm the Crestside turf (Crestside!)Southside sucka, who thinks he can rhymeBut a crestside playa that's straped with a 9(A 9) A 9 (A 9) A 9And it don't stop, (and it don't stop)I say microphone check 1 2 1 2It's young Mac Dre, right back at u4 the luv of dope of the dopeSee I'm way more holy then the popeThe young black brotha on the mic yollI'm gonna rock this mutha*****a all night yollU ain't with it, don't hit, until your man enough 2 hit itCold as ice, clean as soapI keep a fresh wrap of zags in my dirty coat24 hours around clock, 7 days a week I'm a pound a nockDay in and day outI spit and shoutA true new game, u no wat I'm talkin aboutI spit game, no shame, get back and let me that frameListen to the big ass little fitsI put the money 2 the wallet and the ***** 2 the dickSmack a *****, slap a petHit the shit until your god damn wetMan take the *****, break the *****All my cuddies man shake the *****Straight out side when I come thru topLeave a muthaphuckin crowd in the parkin lotNo sum things, do sum thingsPut mouth to your money man ***** the changePlay that ho like a game of checkersTreat her like take your money and break herCause a hoe (hoe) ain't no goodPut the hoe down, man I sure woodIt's nike (nike), u got 2 be deafTake all the money until there ain't none leftSee sum young brotha who get her tongue (get her tongue)Listen to the *****, then she'll get u sprungThat ain't the tip, oh nah (oh nah)U stupid muthaphucka witz wrong with yalIt don't take all that, 2 get that hoeIf u can't get the *****, than trick that hoeCause when u come up, she'll be jockinOn the front door man she'll be knockinOn her way in straight 2 the bedThat's the way it goes, believe me brothaIf been threw it all, it don't mean nuthinThe ***** ain't shit make the hoe pay somethinIt's Mac Dre, yeah wat I sayI spit the GIFT TO GAB, nigga everydayPimpin, straight Pimpin, I don't want 2 see u slippinListen 2 my tape play it all the timeAnd when it's over, man press rewindCause it's dope shit, u got 2 hear itAnd when I'm dun nigga u gonna clear itAfter that I'm goin*****, I'm flowinThe romp ho the romp ho the rom the rom the rom romp hoThe romp ho the romp ho the rom the rom the rom romp ho
