Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song M.A.C.A. , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 19.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
M.A.C.A. |
| 'Cause I’ma keep it G real. |
| I don’t fuck with you, cuz |
| You disrespected me. |
| You disrespect my hood by telling me |
| Take off my flag, asking how gangster I was, nigga |
| You lucky on that day I was acting cool, cuz |
| I told you I ain’t got time for that, but nigga, today I got time, cuz |
| («You know what? We likes to party… We likes to party |
| We likes to party |
| We don’t cause trouble, we don’t bother nobody…») |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Young world, young world |
| The world is yours |
| Young world, the world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The president say he wants to Make America Great Again |
| Fuck that shit, we gon' Make America Crip Again, cuz |
| As I look around I see so many millionaires |
| With skin like mine, don’t pretend like I’m |
| With that bullshit, your president been tweeting |
| Them black boys is balling out, the whole block been eating |
| You punk pigs we calling out |
| I’ma line y’all on up |
| Then start my own league, I’ma sign y’all on up |
| I’m thinking who my heroes be, thank God for the Negro League |
| Colin Kaepernick was blackballed, ah, nigga, please |
| This still America with three K’s, believe that shit |
| The world is yours my nigga, so go and see that bitch |
| Every chance you get hit that lick and get that shit |
| Put your name down and your thang down |
| We gon' Make America Crip Again |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Young world, young world |
| The world is yours |
| Young world, the world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| Don’t ya look strange? |
| Having all that power but you won’t make change |
| But don’t trip we Crip and we gang up too |
| And if I do a count, I’m sure we got more guns than you |
| Now just imagine if we stop shooting our own kind |
| I’m a Crip with no color lines, that mean I’m colorblind |
| I learned that, turnt that, Willie Lynch, burnt that |
| G status earned that |
| Now that I’m your OG, it’s my job to teach you |
| Show you, look out, reach you |
| Every chance you get hit that lick and get that shit |
| And put your name down and your thang down |
| We gon' Make America Crip Again |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Ay young world, the world is yours |
| Young world, young world |
| The world is yours |
| Young world, the world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| The world is yours |
| («You know what? We like to party |
| We like to party… We like to party |
| You know what? |
| Yo, peep this, we like to party») |