Lirik Lagu What Cha Like - Mac Dre
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Mac muthafuckin' Dre, bitchBack through here, doing something viciousSpittin' that shit that ya likeYou know, this what I want y'all to doCheck this out...
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 raps is on, and man, caps is blownStraight off suckas' heads with the rhymes I shootFuckin' with the bitch if she's kinda cuteI find her loot, I shake the spotYou'll never hear a bitch say I ate the cotI mack, kick back, and stack that cashI throw these thangs, fool, don't make me tap that assThe Mac named Dre is the man for realHoes wanna ride in me Sedan DeVille'Cause I'm a, young playa with that Crestside gameKickin' the funky shit, making the rest sound lame
And every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
They trips when I spits 'cause I'm nothing respectableBut still when I spill, boy, I'm nothing correctableI got raps that make niggas say "GoddamnHe a 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 shit that makes tricks go run and hideDown them clowns around town, they wonder whyI never give a bitch who ain't rich the time of dayThey got me fucked up if they think that I'ma payI'ma play, until she's all played outHave her friends sayin' "Damn girl, you Mac Dre'd out!"
'Cause every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
At the drop of a dime, I can rhyme a tight rapAnd make a motherfucker say "Damn, he like that"Gifted with the tongue that will run for many milesGettin' niggas sprung 'cause I come with many stylesHoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin' wit meSaying 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 water, ain't no nigga harderOthers that was rockin' is forgotten like Jimmy CarterBut I'm gon' be around, just like hand-me-downsAn old-ass playa still pullin' them panties down
And every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
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 raps is on, and man, caps is blownStraight off suckas' heads with the rhymes I shootFuckin' with the bitch if she's kinda cuteI find her loot, I shake the spotYou'll never hear a bitch say I ate the cotI mack, kick back, and stack that cashI throw these thangs, fool, don't make me tap that assThe Mac named Dre is the man for realHoes wanna ride in me Sedan DeVille'Cause I'm a, young playa with that Crestside gameKickin' the funky shit, making the rest sound lame
And every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
They trips when I spits 'cause I'm nothing respectableBut still when I spill, boy, I'm nothing correctableI got raps that make niggas say "GoddamnHe a 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 shit that makes tricks go run and hideDown them clowns around town, they wonder whyI never give a bitch who ain't rich the time of dayThey got me fucked up if they think that I'ma payI'ma play, until she's all played outHave her friends sayin' "Damn girl, you Mac Dre'd out!"
'Cause every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
At the drop of a dime, I can rhyme a tight rapAnd make a motherfucker say "Damn, he like that"Gifted with the tongue that will run for many milesGettin' niggas sprung 'cause I come with many stylesHoes come in rows to get chose, they gettin' wit meSaying 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 water, ain't no nigga harderOthers that was rockin' is forgotten like Jimmy CarterBut I'm gon' be around, just like hand-me-downsAn old-ass playa still pullin' them panties down
And every time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a micEvery time I rap, I bust what cha like'Cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch a mic
