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lirik lagu mac dre – jewels and bandannas

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[messy marv]
believe all what you see and 50 percent of what you hear on tapes
’cause half of these rap n-gg-s is fake
cousin, we bang hard, even behind bars
with c.o.’s and guards, my n-gg-s run the yard
they knockin’ messy marv, ’cause the dope so clean
415, bgf, crips, and 14
i’m a top hat rap cat, you n-gg-s locals
and couldn’t recognize the game with bifocals
i’m big sh-t, operation bi-coastal
and mob loc up when we suppose to
keep a b-tch broke, keep a keep a b-tch broke
keep a b-tch broke, keep a keep a b-tch broke
ain’t no jobs for a n-gg-, we forced to sale dope
and ride all gold with not chrome on one spoke
i hit yo’ house party jeweled and bandana’d
i’m from the cartel, the real tony montana’s
we put drums and bananas on iz reals
hood nut n-gg-s thizzin’ on e pills
i could see the n-gg- had b-tch in him
so i let the 50 cal blaow get with him
i keep it real, i don’t rap about fake sh-t
it’s california, mayne, we draw down and take sh-t
i keep it real, i don’t rap about fake sh-t
this california, mayne, we draw down and take sh-t

[mac dre]
hop out the cougnut, change over, to the range rover
mouth full of diamonds, spitting, like a flame thrower
i ain’t sober, i’m ripped, tilted
had a fifth of remy, but n-gg-, i k!lled it
d-mn near spilled it on my enyce clothes
it’s the cutthoat committee, punk, we play hoes
20-inch’d up, wood grain, leather
strap, riding, with an eagle from the desert
it’s the mac almighty, andre hicks
and ain’t a punk rock b-tch that i can’t get
and n-gg-, i can’t trip off nathan but my scrill
and that iz real like a thizz pill
and i will k!ll, put one in yo’ liver
i’m a pimp n-gg- taking everything you give her
flossing while them suckas is starving
eating crab at crustaceans with my n-gg- messy marvin

- lirik lagu mac dre