| Mac Dre--
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| Backwoods got me congested, ain’t rested in 2 days
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| I’m gettin paid been on niggas head like toupes
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| I’m a thug 'cause wipe the blood out yo gaze
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| Cutthoat nigga bitch I scam on 'em fo days
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| In school days I blew baze got ripped and f**ked up
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| In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up
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| I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin
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| Who she think I am? | 
| Saving Private Ryan?
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| Andre Nickatina--
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| I make the town move just by walkin on your block
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| Take the keys to yo city but I still picked the locks
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| Buy a car and a glock put the cash in my socks
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| put the beat in the trunk so ya hear the shit knock
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| To hell with the law the freeways mines
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| so is yo freak, radios, and alpines
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| Coke wit a little bit of cherry lemon lime
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| Ya think of me ya think of big money everytime
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| Kennel Cole shine like the trigger of a nine
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| Orca was a whale but pisces is the sign
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| Mac Dre--
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| I got split personalities I’m bipolar
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| Ya might see me wit my Italion stallion or my chola
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| Rap rock n rolla I’m dope as yola
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| If you dont pimp her, I might like?
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| I’m ridin in a big boat like Noah
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| Wit 2 women of each races boy I control her
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| A ho a ho stable I’m a Mac and a medic
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| No do ho debt it, thats right I said it
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| Andre Nickatina--
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| I treat my dolla bills like my Caddy steering wheel
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| I’m not a chill pill freak do what ya will
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| Heart ticking like a timebomb eatin spicy prawns
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| Man its the God of Khan check it baby right or wrong
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| man look but dont stare its the crime rhyme king
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| wit braids like a juvenile ca na mean?
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| bruce springsteen in my anchor blue jeans
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| o yea im in yo city man whats up wit the weed?
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| man call all the g’s and tell em all freeze
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| Andre Nickatina sayin nigga what ya need?
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| hit the corner so narrow in a fly blue camaro
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| a sparrow dodging arrow but not a double barrel
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| Mac Dre--
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| We in a 7 series beema its me and nickatina
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| ready to sexually harass a bitch like Martin did Geena
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| commitin felonies and hella misdameanors
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| a dog in the yard where the grass is hella greener
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| rap singer pimp thatll slap Tina
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| I mack Nina from black to latina
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| clean as noxzema quick to pop the nina
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| got the money from the broad as soon as I seen her
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| Will I meet a Tina and Trina? | 
| got dick by the bay on the berkeley marina
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| dont mean to the point the finger but uh (but uh)
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| she got pancake syrup but uh (but uh)
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| Andre Nickatina--
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| man the way i smoke weed is like death of a genius
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| reappear roll up rise like a phoenix
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| this is not a remix nino felix
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| put it in a capsule seal it deal it
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| how you want it nicky baby? | 
| 4 times 5
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| a quarter ounce of weed and some cherry pot pies
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| excuse me if Im greedy 'cause I’m caught up in the lust
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| Ill lie if ya want but Im a tiga you can trust
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| 'cause Im on Fillmoe in a white velour suit
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| in a blue kangol in my wu-tang boots
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| wit a back like a cobra cursed by the mail
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| my manicured nails touch a triple beam scale
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| baby is a athlete body like a star
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| ya talkin real bad freak meet me by the car |