Macaframa Lyrics

Next song is Macaframa.
Yeah... for yall uneducated a** b****** (f*** you hoes)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, foever hatin on a n**** thats havin thangs
n****, these type of situations on lockdown, were da real love at?
Yeah, yeah....
Aint no love for them hoes
an Im knowin
b****** only jocking X-Raided cause I be flowin
Thats why Im showin 'em love and affection in they silky sections
my erections spittin milky secretions in they directions
When you in they presense, they say you king
But when you aint around they clown liek you a peasent
f*** givin the b****** presents
Diamond rings and things of that nature get you p**** fo sho
That hoell date ya and inflate your ego
But they got you hero zero fo show for all your actions
You went to jail wit no bail an now aint nothin cracking
Bet back when you was free you thought you had a silent female
But now you cant even get a visit an got a bed fulla mail
Movin lika a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin
And late at night she got c** drippin out her bellybutton
That good for nothin b**** is useless for a convict
Im nuttin up on hoez, n**** f*** that c** s***
Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel
An I wouldve been to mack her if she wasnt a little girl
But about two months from now that little girl gon turn 18
The number one draft pick on my whole team

chorus 2x:
Im that gansta you answer to
When I say b**** jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if im in da slamma

It dont take much to keep yo man happy doing eight months
Bbut it aint no contact visits so you cant touch
An county time aint no joke
In Sacramento this s*** will have you mental
â'Cause you cant smoke
You be stressed out
Hopin that you get yo case
Three strikes tryin to wipe out my whole race
Now here comes yo wife since you done got your time
Saying that she cant hang. b**** is you out yo mind?
She got everything you own
Vehicle, clothes, even yo home
Not a penny on yo bus cause tha b**** is gone
They send you to the branch then from there
Out to tracy
And one of the homies hooked you up with
This b**** Stacy
Shes white, overweight with bi-focals
But shes sending letters wit money or ????
You dedicated to love an married her quick to hit that a**
On the first contact allowed visit she had you c**min hella fast
You lost youre pretty b**** but you gained a ugly soldier
Move over bacon, its time fo sizzleen to take over.
Cause doing time, its all about support
An the b**** is to come an let you make her p**** for it, tell â'em short
Chorus 1x

Now this is fo the homies that got them Nike wearing hoes
Ponytails in they hair sportin other b****** clothes
Ruggish, thuggish, raggedy like them up at the type that
Wakes up in the mornin put on some sweats an be like f*** it
n**** dont lie, you know I just detailed yo babys mama
The type of b**** thats even crooked to be to start some drama
Like a comma, puttin pauses in yo sentances
Yall cant even get along on reconcilable differences
That b**** is famous from so many nameless sticks
That penetrated and shes gameless
Thats how you know shes never been with â'Raided.
Shes aimless, where is you headed? b**** is you knowin?
Gettin on my nerves like my bunkie when hes snorin
He needed to leave or get rid a her at this moment
An shake her like jordan does a basketball
Upon n***** if you eva fall or take a loss
n**** that b**** is gone an look ???? for another n****
To lean on
Shes a forty ounce swigga, weed smoker
Needin to get that s*** up
Her beer belly overflapping
Needin to do some sit-ups
Shes lazy as can be anll never make no progress
So shake that hoe thats all I can suggest, n****
X-raided locc
Dott Dogg:
Yeah, how do you b****** out there like that? Funky a** hoez! Good for
nothin, runnin out on a m*********** when times get hard. Punk a** b****!
Yeah, Dott Dogg said that, sorry a** beatch! [X-Raided: Beatch!] to all
you hoes that fit that description. [you know why? Cause im workin
macaframalama even if im in the slamma. Beatch!]

Im that gansta you answer to
When I say b**** jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if im in da slamma
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The Unforgiven: Vol. 1 (1999)
Madman Intro Misanthropy Unforgiven Who Is Ya'll Niggas Spitten Venom Mortal Combat Macaframa Take Flight Cemetery Fulla G's Dead On Arrival Pt. 1 Land Of The Lost Kick It 2-Nite Mama's Pride & Joy Whatever It Took On The Rise Outro