Yea I'm on
Ugh that's real
For real that's you
He said that's real
[Verse1]
Since I was a young buck
My macin was coo
I use to tounge kiss girls
in the back of the school
And maybe sometime
A n**** got more than a kiss
I put my finger in some puss
that smelt like p***
And as i reminise its kinda funny
How i talked lil girls out they lunch money
They didn't run from me
They used to jock young Dre
Then I stepped up game
And got some c*** one day
It was a b***** mess
And yes tight as some visescript
But I was a lil n**** killen some tight s***
Tossed her and started f***** her few friends
Cuz she tell two friends and theyd tell two friends
And word got out that yong Dre could f*** good
Then i b**ped a b**** who could f*** and suck good
And after that c*** was nothin to me
So i flipped the script and stopped f***** 4 free
Every b**** i d***ed down
Had to kick down
Whoever I tossed up
Had to cough up
Young in the game man
But quick to learn
That money makes this world turn
So i peeped game
Popped that thang
And let fools know
How i got that name
Mac Dre Boy
[Verse 2]
I use to creep on crest streets
With a tight mask on
Posted Toasted getten my cash on
Strapped with a gat and a bottle of hendo
Orange zigzags and big bags of that endo
I pushed pebbles through the mid night hour
24-7 same clothes no shower
Dope sacks smellen like nut sacs
But f*** it
I was checkin duckets
Collectin buckets
But now, im fresh out the pin
With a chip on my soulder
And out of the molder
My blood runs much colder
Somebody told the fed
I was in the mix
Hittin lix
n**** aint that a b****
I make raps
Stay far from saps
Check my traps
And collect my snaps
The country club crest is where i got this game
And rappin on the mic is where i got that name
[break]
Yea Mac Motha f***** Dre
Up in here with my pathna
Young DJ Reels
My crestside folks
Ugh that's real
For real that's you
He said that's real
[Verse1]
Since I was a young buck
My macin was coo
I use to tounge kiss girls
in the back of the school
And maybe sometime
A n**** got more than a kiss
I put my finger in some puss
that smelt like p***
And as i reminise its kinda funny
How i talked lil girls out they lunch money
They didn't run from me
They used to jock young Dre
Then I stepped up game
And got some c*** one day
It was a b***** mess
And yes tight as some visescript
But I was a lil n**** killen some tight s***
Tossed her and started f***** her few friends
Cuz she tell two friends and theyd tell two friends
And word got out that yong Dre could f*** good
Then i b**ped a b**** who could f*** and suck good
And after that c*** was nothin to me
So i flipped the script and stopped f***** 4 free
Every b**** i d***ed down
Had to kick down
Whoever I tossed up
Had to cough up
Young in the game man
But quick to learn
That money makes this world turn
So i peeped game
Popped that thang
And let fools know
How i got that name
Mac Dre Boy
[Verse 2]
I use to creep on crest streets
With a tight mask on
Posted Toasted getten my cash on
Strapped with a gat and a bottle of hendo
Orange zigzags and big bags of that endo
I pushed pebbles through the mid night hour
24-7 same clothes no shower
Dope sacks smellen like nut sacs
But f*** it
I was checkin duckets
Collectin buckets
But now, im fresh out the pin
With a chip on my soulder
And out of the molder
My blood runs much colder
Somebody told the fed
I was in the mix
Hittin lix
n**** aint that a b****
I make raps
Stay far from saps
Check my traps
And collect my snaps
The country club crest is where i got this game
And rappin on the mic is where i got that name
[break]
Yea Mac Motha f***** Dre
Up in here with my pathna
Young DJ Reels
My crestside folks