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letra de they ask for it - mac dre

[verse 1: mac mall]
chemical ali, my posse like n-z-s
i call shots like gotti, my designated hitters catch bodies
crestland mad man, cutthroat kamikaze
sicko, schizo, sneak tommys in the party
and when the funk pop off, squares already know who shot him
them boys slidin’ back to the triple c on posi
me see sawyer street like big daddy and collie
and quick stretch a fly b-tch out like pilates
ch-ssis think a mac spittin’ drag, then b-tch try me
i’ll have you in miami gettin’ a couple grand nightly
this some of that thizz grill, battlefield, country club mac spill
come against my side and mayne, fa sho, catch a raw deal
for trill, cutt, p-ss the bomb k!ll
and i’ma steal on any off-ramp tryna wreck what we build
n-gg-, this mac da mos, one toke overdose
you suckas can’t come close
and if they do, caps get peeled, for real

[chorus: mac mall]
they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it
sh-t hit like george foreman, one dose and you’re soarin’
cuddies buy rope by the pound, we never come down
rip to trip or whoop a clown, never come down
they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it
sh-t hit like george foreman, one dose and you’re soarin’
cuddies buy rope by the pound, we never come down
rip to trip or whoop a clown, never come down

[verse 2: mac dre]
if i ain’t drunk now, i’m finna be
i’m full of the remy, ready to engage the enemy
push the extremity, hear me, and don’t let up
use his b-tch to set up, and then wet up
n-gg-, shut up, you ain’t got my mail yet
get hit with the kel-tec, with the sh-ll-catch
my b-tch mail-fetch, sell s-x, she rich
i check ill traps and will slap the b-tch
so cold, my little n-gg-s from the north pole
put ya in a chokehold and shoot up your ford probe
a fly force, we a mobile strike force
put 365 course in a tight porsche
when my source gives me the coordinates
i sic ‘em, get ‘em, hit ‘em with the pair of ordnance
you insubordinates get the cutthroat guillotine
ya-da-di-mean? n-gg-, this the k!lla team

they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n-gg-s ask for it

[outro]
dr. evil: talk to the hand ‘cause the face don’t wanna hear it anymore
president: what hand? talk to your hand?
dr. evil: you ain’t all that and a bag of potato chips
president: what are you talking about?
dr. evil: don’t go there, girlfriend. mmm-hmm
president: whose girlfriend?
dr. evil: don’t mess with me. i’m one crazy m–f-. i had to pop a cop ‘cause he wasn’t giving me my props in oaktown. no? i heard that somewhere

- mac dre

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