Текст песни Mac Dre - What Cha Like
Mac Dre - What Cha Like слова песни
verse 1:Light yourself a dank joint, letcha mind goListen to these lyrics as I let this rhyme flowI`m funky with this shit `cause my style is authenticIt keeps them suckas jockin` so my windows stay tintedI meant it when I said "I will pimp til I die"Makin` them bitches cryAnd nigga, dont ask me whyI flow that pimp shit `cause I know that pimp shitI smoke that hemp shit - not with that simp shitStupid doo-doo dumb is the only way I comeLet the track ride, gimme the mic and I`ll runSmooth with the groove like a saxophoneMy backs is on, and man, caps is blownStraight off suckas` heads with the rhymes I shootFuckin with the bitch as she`s kind of cuteI find a loopI shake the spotYou`ll never hear a bitch say I ate the cockI mack, kick back, and stack that cashI throw these things fool, don`t make me tap that assThe Mac named Dre is the man for realHoes wanna ride in me Sedan DeVilleCause I`m a - young playa with that Crest Side gameKickin the funky shit, makin the rest sound lame, and...chorus:Every time I rap, I bust what cha likeCuz I`m the coldest MC to ever touch the mic (2x)verse 2:They trips when I flips cause I`m nothing respectableBut still when I spill, boy, I`m nothing correctableI got raps that make them niggaz say "Goddamn -He the fool with the mic in his hand"I could teach a square everything he`s lackin`Cause partna, I`m a playa with some uncut mackin`I spit that shit that makes tricks go run and hideDamn them clowns around town that wonder whyI never give a bitch who ain`t rich the time of dayThey got to be fucked up if they think that I`ma payI`ma playUntil she`s all played outHave her friends sayin` "Damn girl, you Mac Dre`d out!"chorusverse 3:At the drop of a dime, I can rhyme a tight rapAnd make them motherfuckers say "Damn, he like that"Get them with the tongue that will run for many milesGettin` niggaz sprung cause I come with many stylesHoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin` wit meSayin I`m the flyest on the side of the MississippiBanned in six states by the surgeon generalI`m known to be addictive, sellin dope subliminalsAnd I don`t stop servin` like them fools at Denny`sLike Julius Erving, Michael Jordan, and PennyI go coast to coast with a dose of this realnessSlappin` your brain with this game, can you feel this?I flow like river waterAin`t no nigga harderOthers that was rockin is forgotten like Jimmy CarterBut I`m gon` be aroundJust like hand-me-downsAn old-ass playa still pullin` them panties downchorus