face I'm gonna get a backwood and roll me an eighth [Chorus x2] Hit two times and pass Can I smoke with you Hit two times and pass That's what your
2 to tango You call this a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album
z, Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce, Let it jump, Killa-for-ni-a is where I'm from, 3 wheelin' with the ass out, smoke chronic 'til I pass
em-phasis on our syllables [Verse 2 - Jay-Z] If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat Than I'm gon' feature Em and get rich And let Dre mix
2 to tango you call this a lame flow you bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle no more reality flow I'm tryna time my album
I'm dippin by myself, I'm bout to call up my boys I pass up the carwash see some bitches lookin fine I hit the corner one more time to see the booty
gangsta shit like Eazy E and Cube but still true lyricists smashin the cuts up verbally like Ras Kass and Kurupt e-40 Mac Dre holdin down the bay still doin the thizz even though he passed
must don't know, bitch I'm the kind [Verse 6] (Man it's cold) It's cold as the Swiss Alps People get on me, than homie I switch routes Mac Dre stay cussin
, young Mac Dre I pops it boy, I pops it big [Verse One] It all started off with the doctor telling my momma push On that night in 1-9-7-0 mac dre hopped
em Stupid motherfuckas, but I can't knock 'em I just wanna bash ho, and only get cash ho You want Dre to stay and lay, but I have to pass ho [Chorus] [
the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show Cock the Mac 11 in
run! You should break North for thinkin with your's Send out track signed sincerely harcore Throw you in a choke hold hoe, smack you with the Mac-one-
