Lyrics Chedda Getta - Mac Dre

Chedda Getta

Ah, ah, where we at?
Dego?
Vallejo?
Dego?
Vallejo, nigga
Bolo, Macnificent
Mac Dre, you beezies
I get mozzarella, Swiss, cheddar and provolone
Bought a 500 wood grain leather on chrome
You never knew a Benz that’s as long as a Brougham
Until I parked my big body outside your home
It’s the chairman of the boards, still Chevs and Fords
A mack on the track, sweat pimpin' out my pores
Get yours 'cause I’ma get mine
'Cause I’m trying, and it’s always on a bitch time
Plenty dimes get it for your knocka
I spit rhymes and when I spit it it be proper
Treat hoes like guava, I’m a squabber
Grew up in the streets playing cops and robbers
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, gangbang and slang 'caine
Vallejo or Dego, it’s all the same thang
Catch with a bitch in something see-through
The gangsta mack and shit is what is equal