(phone conversation between mac and a girl) Mac: wassup girl? what's happenin with ya? Girl: nothing Mac: chillin huh? Girl: yeah Mac: well look, you
Traduction: Mac. Toujours Callin 'Me.
of Funk) [Phone conversation between Mac and a girl] [Mac:] Wassup girl? What's happenin with ya? [Girl:] Nothing [Mac:] Chillin huh? [Girl:] Yeah [Mac
I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta hand me your
These pimps just better have a gothic for me I got them hoes starin like they got a problem with me I got them boys slingin rocks in the lobby for me
candy to lick Come and holla if ya man is a bitch Every party that I roll to they demand me to spit Treat me like I'm Peyton Manning in this Playa I don
baby Just a bum gotta hand you some change Too smart, ya'll can call me Andy Duphrane Still got an inbox full of textin Hoes tell me that I make a great
feels real I swear to God this shit pretend tho' Cause me I get high and make music for a living If that ain't the best job then give me your opinion
a nigga made yo wanna do my hair Twist me up, let me crank, rub my back, then let me lay, give me dome, then let me skate Yall bullshittin still goin
the map and, I'm making that guap while this is for the rap (wale!) that's me (wale!) they not me I'm the intergrate name the haters watch me, leave em
' ya' real soon Ah! Check the blackness! Me before those enter the lightness! Masturbating! Masquerading! And you call your self righteous? Follow me!
been faithful, all my life She's still my gavel, cause I can't afford to call her my wife I should be thankful that Dennison Dre, done gave me some help
the jail house, I can afford to bail out You can call me the post man, all I do is follow my mail route I got a stank ass attitude, excuse me nigga you
but his mama and daddy gon see a hearse Fuck a driveby, I want him to look me in my eyes Let him call Junior on his mobile, just to say goodbye So call
2Pac - overlaps Verse Two] Walkin through the cemetary Talkin to my homies that was buried See my enemies wanna see me dead, I ain't worried, forgive me Please give me
I lay me down to sleep I, pray and thank the Lord for givin me another fruitful, dayyy I wanna be a peaceful man but still when niggaz come for me all
shot that ass up But rugged and rough is how I'm steppin Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in Eye on the Mac cause the dogg got it goin on If you
me And get your caps peeled You know, See [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your