Livin' - Mac Dre

Yeah, and I’m hooked with a cutthroat team, man

A bunch of gorilla type, razorback type niggas, yadidamean

Yeah, uh

I’m a mack, I crack at all the babb I see

Morris Dre, ain’t nobody bad like me

My game is All Madden, call me Aladdin

I’m the genie of the lamp, boy, I make it happen

Abra-ca-motherfuckin'-dabra

Cold cock stabber with no viagra

Long dong, take a piss off a bridge

And tell a bitch how cold the water is

I roll with Rydah, bitch, the Fig Mobba

And I’m Dre the Mac, not the motherfuckin' Doctor

A Grouch like Oscar, I’ll cuss your ass out

Knock your ass out in a toe to toe bout

I throw the ho out if her pockets stay linted

My Benz is paid for, don’t ride nothin' rented

I’m scented with Jean Paul Gaultier

Holla at Dre when you come through the Bay

That’s why we put a bitch on stroll, mayne, she gotta get it

Know she gotta get that dough, mayne, you gotta be with' it

Pimpin' all up in my soul, mayne, the only way we livin'

All up on a ho, mayne, on a ho, mayne

Put a bitch on stroll, mayne, she gotta get it

Know she gotta get that dough, mayne, you gotta be with' it

Pimpin' all up in my soul, mayne, the only way we livin'

All up on a ho, mayne, on a ho, mayne