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Mac Dre

Fish Head Stew

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Текст песни Mac Dre - Fish Head Stew

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[Verse 1: Mac Dre]I`m a hutch-peeler with much scrilla and I love to get high, homieShady character like Don King, so you better keep your eye on meI done bust niggaz in the grill and had `em wearin partialsJacked high rollers and ran from the US marshallsIt`s called survival and only the strong can surviveAnd went the distance with the feds while some of my partners took a diveStrive to stay alive, can`t let no nigga smudder meGot to stay f-r-double e and keep these bitches lovin meSippin bubbly, breakin down buds from a fat sackReservations at ( ? ) arts craft shackI stacks fat cause a mackaroni gots to have cheese( ? ) pillows and cigarillos and backwood leavesAnd I drinks Hen by the gallon, so sometimes I might tripInfrared beam with black talons and that extended clipQuick to do some sprayin, so nigga, watch what you sayinYou`ll get your show cancelled like Keenan and Ivory Wayans[Chorus]I`m just a pimp, mane, tryin to stack some FrancsSo I can have French maids pedicure my bunionsOh, you ain`t knowin, what is you, new?Yo hutch must be feedin you fish head stew[Verse 2: Mac Dre]Mac Dre shake broke hoes with bolos and kidsTell a bitch she can take a long walk off a short bridgeAnd hope she land in shark-infested watersHeartless, takin over turfs like Nino did to CoraceKidnapped by the feds and treated like a suckerBut now I`m free they see payback`s a motherfuckerI`m sickenin, like dickin all they daughters and niecesNow CO`s and PO`s want me restin in piecesGettin peace is so hard that it`ll make your nose bleedAnd I been smokin since niggaz was on gold weedBorn to be a player, rhyme sayer and clock gritsStrapped with two 23 speedin chop sticksQuick to kick a bitch to the curbAnd get back with her on a 33rdI never worry, never worry, it`s all copasteticGot mo` game than needed insulin in a diabetic[Chorus][Verse 3: Mac Dre]I be fitted, dipped in butter, hair cut like KobeBlindin `em with science like Thomas DolbyPullin on black MI, sippin top-shelf CuevoPlayin with my hutch hair while she lickin on my navelStable full of money-makin stallionsBeen in the feds with dreads from Jamaica and ItaliansShrimp scampi eater Peter Long []Puffin purple cush at the building with my cousonsStrapped, armed, ready, ain`t nobody goosin meGot ( ? ) where the airbags used to beBoy, you should see how I act off the privilegeHennessy is like Popeye`s spinachI`m ready to take heads off, gunplay or fightI dot eyes and have `em wearin they sunglasses at nightFool, that`s real, that ain`t no frontinThem punk-ass niggaz don`t wanna see Dre about nothin

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