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[Mac Dre]
Uh, what Nigga what....let`s do it, (nigga what) Nigga what....Like that [Verse 1: Mac Dre] I know, doe ray me But no I`m not a R&B sanger I`m a gangter rapper throwin` the middle fanger To them square rubix cubes, who don`t smoke and use I`m a cutthoat boy and I got a short fuse I get kind of hyphy when I`m gone off a little Gin You don`t like it, say hello to my little friend Rat-ta-tat-tatta, it really don`t matter I push a hard line cross it, niggaz gon` scatter I`m not the mad rapper, I`m the rapper gon` bad Recordin` on Pro-Tools at the pad I give the game a bath, boy I`m a sav Come through the sideshow yokin` the Cad [Chorus 2X] Fuck what it cost (what it cost) I`m a boss (I`m a boss), Tycoon (ty-tycoon) Dipped in sauce (in sauce), I floss (I floss) I coon (I-I coon) [Verse 2: Yukmouth] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What you know about a, 600 V12 CL`s spinnin` on them Spreewells, dirty as hell Like fuck a detail, still knock yo female Mack that bitch til` she break her Lee nails On the track in TL, Yukmouth First week out 80 thousand on the street sales Now I`m CEO that`s seven dollars on the retail, bitch I got niggaz poppin` they collars, poppin` E pills Poppin` them bottles, to poppin` them cowards with that heatelle And fuck Spitz, I get my ice from Vionnis My new york italianni, he plug me with Spanish mamis Bitches belly dancin` like a swami, but fuck em` I`m too cocky, poppin` that Don P., smokin` my broccoli Cause I`m a million dollar man like Ted Dediase The FEDz see me, watch me, baby Liberace The wrist stay rocky, the whips stay saucy, rims glossy With mackin` as Dre beside me Call me frosty, frosty the snowman, the Oakland dopeman Sell more kicks than Copeland`s, bitch The Oakland mayor, the Oakland Raider With the king of Vallejo, bitch, Foldin` paper Tycoon [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mac Dre] I ride around town in my clean ass Benz Range Rov, coughnut on some clean ass rims Hot like Ted Turner, I pack the lead burner Spit it, to get it, can`t quit it I`m a bread earner (ch-ching) Post up at the 5-star telly, Dre touch mo` bread Than a motherfuckin` deli Young rich nigga, 20 inch nigga, P-I-M-P It`s all on a bitch nigga I`ve been gettin` scrill, diamonds in my grill Rep the pill, and boy do I keep it trill Showoff, that`ll go off on a blade Kill like Raid and stay gon` off made Do what the fuck wanna, got bitches on the corner Not just a thizz user, I`m a thizz owner Sometimes I thizz, sometimes I shroom But whatever I do, I`ma stay a Tycoon [Chorus]
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