Free Agents - Mac Dre

We free agents, freelancin'

Yeah, that’s how we doin' it, big thuggin'

Yeah, fuck a major

We free agents, freelancin'

Yeah, that’s how we doin' it

Big thuggin', corporate thuggin', you know what I’m sayin'

Faggots all in the way — watch out, punks

Smurf, faggot, punk, you’re gay

Tail tucked, can’t wag it, don’t fuck with Dre

You got no heart and don’t want no parts

Of a real nigga, chump, I kill niggas

We’ll hit the lick if the prize is fat

A scrill getter, bitch, with all kinds of gats

I got pistols, pumps, chops and rifles

And drive-bys on motorcycles

Twin heaters, two ten millimeters

And comin' from the shoulders, fool, I got beaters

But hands on a smurf when I peep the scheme

Beat a nigga up like Prince Naseem

What do you mean, I’m crazy like Manson?

A cutthroat in this game, freelancin'

Freelancin'

Uh, back and forth like tennis

Fuck a major

Thizz is what it is

Free agents, freelancin'

Yeah, Muhammad Al Boo Boo, the genie of the lamp

Ronald Dregan, the president

Fuck a major

Mr. Furly, the owner of the buildin', bitch

Uh, Mac Dre, come on