Lirik Lagu All It Takes - Mac Dre
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[Chorus 2x]A little bit of game is all it takesA little bit of game goes a long long way
[Verse 1]Cuddie I dont sleep much, 'cause when I close my eyesI hear cries from my potna's who lost they livesVisions of bloody brutality's realityGotta stay focused and hope it dont affect my salaryThem calories, they keep my pockets fat, I got to stack a gripTry not to trip, and keep them gold diggers off my dickI'm gettin' sick 'cause I drink 24-7The way I'm livin' now, if I die, theres no heavenGotta help my potnas in the pen 'cause they livin' brokeThis aint no joke, on parole and I cant smokeNo sticky indo, roll down the window'Cause if I breathe(?) the task is back ??? like NintendoGotta play the game like a professionalIf you aint having money I got to let you goI need to let you know the rules before you ???Rule number one potna, never should you pimpatrateI spit this pimpin' straight and cut no addativesJust nouns and adjectives, how mad you get dont mattter bitchI'm a player so I serve the gameMaintain campaign, and have thangs
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]Back in '92 I was drowned in them big casesBut now its '97 and I'm counting them big facesI switched places with them sardines and squaresThe ??? fillet mignon, and garlic breadA hard head, big heart, and gorilla nuts
Got me mobbin' thru the bay like I dont give a fuckI'm whipped, equipped, and stay dipped in butter saucePill if shes real, no scrill I cut her off'Cause fine ass bitches with the empty bank bookIs worse than them ugly muthafuckas who cant cookMy game cooked for five years in the fedsNow its time for these game hungry niggas to get fedI get bread, so them suckas down meSmile in my face but clown me when they not around meTalk down on my every move, but I couldnt give a damnPlayas do what they want, and suckas do what they can
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]7-5-70, my DOB, uhhAnd I've been breakin' hoes since '83, what?Money makers manual, handle my business discretlyDont give my home phone number out, beep me'Cause aint no tellin' who be tellin', or who they tellAnd plus I heard that they be sellin' kinfolk the yayoBoy get your mail, dont act like your lil sistaIf you lackin' in this mackin' boy I bet you fist herGet some get right as I come tight to this Doo Doo DumbTrack, that cat K-Lou, knew how to comeWith Mac Dre, that 3 C veteranMore game than March Madness, and dope as exederinHit big licks, wouldnt pull no small capersI'm a be a dog and stay up like wall paperLook at these break bitches like they stankCollect my bank and stay sharp as a shank
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]Cuddie I dont sleep much, 'cause when I close my eyesI hear cries from my potna's who lost they livesVisions of bloody brutality's realityGotta stay focused and hope it dont affect my salaryThem calories, they keep my pockets fat, I got to stack a gripTry not to trip, and keep them gold diggers off my dickI'm gettin' sick 'cause I drink 24-7The way I'm livin' now, if I die, theres no heavenGotta help my potnas in the pen 'cause they livin' brokeThis aint no joke, on parole and I cant smokeNo sticky indo, roll down the window'Cause if I breathe(?) the task is back ??? like NintendoGotta play the game like a professionalIf you aint having money I got to let you goI need to let you know the rules before you ???Rule number one potna, never should you pimpatrateI spit this pimpin' straight and cut no addativesJust nouns and adjectives, how mad you get dont mattter bitchI'm a player so I serve the gameMaintain campaign, and have thangs
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]Back in '92 I was drowned in them big casesBut now its '97 and I'm counting them big facesI switched places with them sardines and squaresThe ??? fillet mignon, and garlic breadA hard head, big heart, and gorilla nuts
Got me mobbin' thru the bay like I dont give a fuckI'm whipped, equipped, and stay dipped in butter saucePill if shes real, no scrill I cut her off'Cause fine ass bitches with the empty bank bookIs worse than them ugly muthafuckas who cant cookMy game cooked for five years in the fedsNow its time for these game hungry niggas to get fedI get bread, so them suckas down meSmile in my face but clown me when they not around meTalk down on my every move, but I couldnt give a damnPlayas do what they want, and suckas do what they can
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]7-5-70, my DOB, uhhAnd I've been breakin' hoes since '83, what?Money makers manual, handle my business discretlyDont give my home phone number out, beep me'Cause aint no tellin' who be tellin', or who they tellAnd plus I heard that they be sellin' kinfolk the yayoBoy get your mail, dont act like your lil sistaIf you lackin' in this mackin' boy I bet you fist herGet some get right as I come tight to this Doo Doo DumbTrack, that cat K-Lou, knew how to comeWith Mac Dre, that 3 C veteranMore game than March Madness, and dope as exederinHit big licks, wouldnt pull no small capersI'm a be a dog and stay up like wall paperLook at these break bitches like they stankCollect my bank and stay sharp as a shank
[Chorus]
