Chedda Getta

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, ah, where we at? Dego? Vallejo? Dego? Vallejo, nigga Bolo, Macnificent Mac Dre, you beezies [Verse] I get mozzarella, Swiss, cheddar and provolone Bought a 500 wood grain leather on chrome You never knew a Benz that's as long as a Brougham Until I parked my big body outside your home It's the chairman of the boards, still Chevs and Fords A mack on the track, sweat pimpin' out my pores Get yours 'cause I'ma get mine 'Cause I'm trying, and it's always on a bitch time Plenty dimes get it for your knocka I spit rhymes and when I spit it it be proper Treat hoes like guava, I'm a squabber Grew up in the streets playing cops and robbers Shoot 'em up, bang bang, gangbang and slang 'caine Vallejo or Dego, it's all the same thang Catch with a bitch in something see-through The gangsta mack and shit is what is equal