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What Cha Like
Mac muthafucking Dre, bitch Back through here, doing something vicious Spitting that shit that ya like You know, this what I
want y'all to do Check this out... Light yourself a
dank joint, letcha mind go Listen to these lyrics as I
let this rhyme flow I'm funky with this shit 'cause my style is authentic It keeps them suckas jocking, so my windows stay tinted I
meant it when I
said "I will pimp til I
die" Making them bitches cry And nigga, dont ask me why I
flow that pimp shit 'cause I
know that pimp shit I
smoke that hemp shit, not with that simp shit Stupid doo-doo dumb is the
only way I
come Let the
track ride, gimme the
mic and I'll run Smooth with the
groove like a
saxophone My raps is on, and man, caps is blown Straight off suckas' heads with the
rhymes I
shoot Fucking with the
bitch if she's kinda cute I
find her loot, I
shake the
spot You'll never hear a
bitch say I
ate the
cot I
mack, kick back, and stack that cash I
throw these thangs, fool, don't make me tap that ass The
Mac named Dre is the
man for real Hoes wanna ride in me Sedan DeVille 'Cause I'm a, young playa with that Crestside game Kicking 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
mic Every 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 respectable But still when I
spill, boy, I'm nothing correctable I
got raps that make niggas say "Goddamn He a
fool with the
mic in his hand" I
could teach a
square everything he's lacking 'Cause partna, I'm a
playa with some uncut macking I
spit shit that makes tricks go run and hide Down them clowns around town, they wonder why I
never give a
bitch who ain't rich the
time of day They got me fucked up if they think that I'ma pay I'ma play, until she's all played out Have her friends saying "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
mic Every 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 rap And make a
motherfucker say "Damn, he like that" Gifted with the
tongue that will run for many miles Getting niggas sprung 'cause I
come with many styles Hoes come in rows to get chose, they getting wit me Saying I'm the
flyest on the
side of the
Mississippi Banned in six states by the
surgeon general I'm known to be addictive, selling dope subliminals And I
don't stop serving like them fools at Denny's Like Julius Erving, Michael Jordan, and Penny I
go coast to coast with a
dose of this realness Slapping your brain with this game, can you feel this? I
flow like river water, ain't no nigga harder Others that was rocking is forgotten like Jimmy Carter But I'm gon' be around, just like hand-me-downs An old-ass playa still pulling them panties down And every time I
rap, I
bust what cha like 'Cause I'm the
coldest MC to ever touch a
mic Every time I
rap, I
bust what cha like 'Cause I'm the
coldest MC to ever touch a
mic
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