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letra de retarded - mac dre

[intro: mac dre]
yeah, yeah, yeah
n-gga, h-ll yeah
h-ll yeah, yeah, yeah
don’t make me, don’t, don’t make me
don’t you do it
don’t make me open up a can of sauce on your ass
don’t you do it
yeah

[verse 1: mac dre]
man, i’m a motherf-ckin’ fool (a nut)
mac put the benz up, come through in my old school
i’m so cool, like morris day and them (morris day and them?)
when you see mac dre and them, tight whips, they stay in them
(stay in them)
i’m playin’ them, like drums and gui-tars (drums and gui-tars)
cutthroats, they payin’ ’em – how come? ’cause we stars (we stars)
got three cars and they all on big feet (twamp, twamp)
two whips, and one whipped antiquе
boy, my lips can’t speak (can’t speak), nothin’ but the trеal
(nothin’ but the treal)
and i can’t freak unless she dumpin’ off the scrill
in my bank account, in too deep and can’t get out (i can’t get out)
bossed up, eatin’ food that i can’t pr-nounce (sushilonggaga)
it’s stinkin’ out, boy, they all in my sh-t (all in my sh-t)
but like stanley said, i’m 2 legit 2 quit” (stanley)
boy, i’m coolin’ with my chick at the loft by the lake (by the lake)
eat prawns, not shrimp, and filet mignon steak, n-gga
[verse 2: sumthin’ terrible]
yo, catch me up early, and it’s early ’cause the birds is sleepin’
i’m on the block – you ain’t heard me creepin’?
i gotta get it while the gettin’ is good, i need that
i got coke and weed sacks – go broke, i’ll be back
so quick, watch y’all react to that
call up a batch for some scratch, bring it straight to the track
see, i’m a mack slash pimp slash hustler, baby
i ain’t a k!ller but got n-ggas that’ll bust your lady
just some crazy, shady, sheisty and crooked
you couldn’t see me if i handed you glasses and said, “lookit”

[chorus: mac dre]
24/7 i’m on the scene
’cause don’t nothin’ come to a sleeper but a dream
that’s why i don’t sleep, n-gga, i rest my body
and the beat behind my seat kick harder than karate
i’m r-t-rded and i party ’til the sun come up
big d-ck i push in p-ss’ – who wanna come f-ck?
r-t-rded and i party ’til the sun come up
big d-ck i push in p-ss’ – who wanna come f-ck?

[verse 3: mac dre]
man, they just don’t know
everywhere i go, i’m heated with my fo’-fo’
or four-o, ’cause no, i’m not havin’ it
ain’t finna catch me slippin’ stickin’ and stabbin’ it
got a knife in the cabinet, just like rambo
don’t ride wire wheels unless they campbell
get played like a banjo, beezy, it’s dreezy
i go hard, ’cause life just ain’t easy
[verse 4: sumthin’ terrible]
ain’t sh-t for free, so why your broke ass askin’?
is it ’cause i’m rappin’ or i’m hangin’ with the mac and
he the captain of the ship, and me, i’ll be the navigator
never alligator, steal boots from talladega, b-tch

- mac dre

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